March was a downer month for a few reasons. First, the 60-degree days in February spoiled me into expecting similar, if not better, weather heading into March. Instead, this seemed to have more cold days and even more snowy days than February.
When starting out in the rain, it takes some getting used to. You have a brief period of time–a sweet spot–where everything is fine. You are used to the rain and the cold. Then, after about 38 seconds of sweet spot time, the water seeps into a crack between your socks and your plastic grocery bags, gets to the bottom of your shoe and immediately soaks your entire foot. Or a car hits a puddle at the perfect time, drenching you entirely.
My main meals are very much in the Paleo realm with mango chicken salads and salmon with maple bacon butternut squash and coconut flour pancakes, but I think it would be very difficult to maintain the strict Paleo lifestyle and still get enough carbs on a daily basis and during long rides. In fact, articles about the Paleo lifestyle may highlight more of a need to tweak the process around biking. One particular article points out the need to consume more glycogen than is generally possible through the consumption of fruits and vegetables. However, others have written books on how to maintain the Paleo lifestyle while maintaining athletic performance. As the book describes, the general premise of the Paleo diet results in a lower carb intake than what athletes are told to consume.
Well, this week did not go according to plan. Last weekend’s rides seemed to go off without a hitch but towards the end of that Sunday’s ride, I noticed a slight twinge in my left calf, a feeling all too familiar as I will highlight in my RTYD III post. This was even more noticeable after I took a walk following that bike ride and again when I walked to work last Monday. The twinge was enough to make me skip biking on Tuesday and Wednesday, opting to walk those days, which is not easy for me to do as a person with high expectations for myself.
I got married on July 10, 2015.
Having said that, let’s first get out of the way the three things about weddings that fuel my my general disdain for all things weddings…
Saturday started off quite poorly. I woke up and my wife came to my side to provide me with a full, unnecessarily detailed regaling of her nightmare where her friend drove their car off a cliff. I, too, had a nightmare and want to make the claim that my nightmare is equivalent in its level of terror, if not a full surpassing of plummeting to your death like my wife experienced. In my nightmare, my wife approached me to tell me she spent $250 to obtain a dog and $250 dollars to get a haircut.
A Chevy Camaro whizzed by, its obnoxious inhabitants leaning out of the window, the proverbial “bird” flapping in the wind as they shout and gesticulate their manhood in my general direction. We could spend some time talking about the origins of the middle finger and why that should be considered offensive to a human or we could also talk about whether or not the addition of the thumb extension dulls or even negates the offensiveness of the finger jutting proudly into the air. However, the individuals responsible for waggling their fingers with such pride do not, upon however brief consideration, seem to be the type to understand history of any kind so explaining to them that it dates back to the ancient Greeks as a symbol of sexual intercourse will likely not have much impact.
I built my first computer in 2007 with the help of some sketchy dude who worked at Bob Evans with me. Ask me to build literally anything else and I’ll hate every aspect of it. Heck, ask me to even touch an Apple computer and I’ll pull away like my hand has been set ablaze. But with certain forms of technology, I love to build and troubleshoot and advance. With biking, the technology I have used has changed dramatically since 2007 and it’s some of the more exciting revolving tech in my life.