i know, i know, i haven't written in here in awhile. my apologies. i haven't had much to say. i've been sick alot which is taking a toll on me mentally as well as physically. i can't train like i need to, so my racing has really suffered. blah, blah, blah.
last night i went on a ride, and this dude---i kid you not---wearing sandals. we were going about 25-30mph, and mountain man up there IN FRONT OF ME was wearing sandals. they clicked into his pedals too. after my jaw was done scraping the road, i broke out into a smile noting that this dude wearing sandals had stayed in front of me nearly the whole entire 2 hour ride. he was smooth as butter on his bike, and wore some sort of sleeveless skinsuit thing. he definitely had his own style going on. too cool.
i need a hot bath with some spongers. :lol:
alot has been going on, but i can't be too detailed about it. lots of violence in my world at the moment. i have alot more going on my life than just sports. i just don't ever talk about those things. some things just don't need to be revealed.

Yes, even though I've had the flu, I DID have the opportunity to spend some time with my father in the exclusive Hawk's Cay Resort in Duck Key, Fl. I hung out there for a week. Naturally, I flew my bike down but only got on it 4 times which is good considering I was still hackin' up some serious goo. One day I rode North, another day I rode South, and two days I hopped on my trainer. There's not much riding in the Keys as there is only one major road---U.S. Route 1. You either go North or South which is what I did. The scenery is gorgeous; although, after awhile even beautiful blue green water gets tedious.
At home on the canal when my dad cleaned the dolphin they (he and my sister) caught (the fish, NOT the mammal) he attracted all sorts of shark, barracuda, and manta rays. Since the water was crystal clear, you could see all the feeding going on down below the dock. I don't go fishing because I get sick. I mean I blow chow for distance and accuracy! So, I just chilled at home by the pool.
On my way to and from Ft. Lauderdale, Fl. (where I flew in), I flew first class. It's the best time to fly up there because you get all the rich gaudy people flying then. Ft. Lauderdale/Miami is all about how you look.
I enjoyed the Keys but was happy to fly back home too. I have my little routine, you know, and I like that. One morning, though, my special needs neighbor was screaming outside. Of course I thought she got hit by a car, so I hauled ass out front, and she had just missed her bus. She was a little distraught by this to say the least! This happened once before when I had to take her to school not realizing I would have to go into the office to sign her in. I had just rolled out of bed, was braless and shoeless, and I looked like a damn crack whore with my hair all messed up! THIS time I had a bit of sense to throw on a bra and some shoes, and since her school was closer now I simply walked her there and dropped her off right in the classroom.
My drug addicted neighbor has joined a Catholic Church but still feels he needs some extra cash, so he called me up and asked if I could deposit a $30 check into his mailbox every now and again. He requested that I ask my roommate to do the same. Is this man for real?

LOL!!