Well. well, well.  Here it is the end of June.  It's been about three weeks since my last post.  Reasons are many but I'm back. Including but not exclusively my year and a half laptop is toast. Still working on a replacement.  Outdoor riding was good for awhile but now the weather has taken a turn for the worse.  90 degree + days are not the best for biking outside. In fact, yesterday as the temp cooled off to a mere 90 degrees with 87 percent humidity I decided to give it a go.  The wind was a mild 7 mph out of the south and that was a consideration.  As it turned out, maybe not the best decision.  One would think as I get older I would know my limitations.  Yea, right.  Therefore, I set out.  It would be a 35 miler as I hadn't been outside in awhile. I thought about a 35er or perhaps 40 but I settled on 35.  For about the first hour things were hot but bearable.  However, the more I pedaled the hotter it became.  By the time I finished the temp was 92 but felt like 98.  And, it took a toll as my recovery was much longer than anticipated.  Approaching age 78 rides like I would do at 68 are not particularly wise.  I have determined that in the future riding in heat like that will be in my basement with my old friend the "trainer".  On another note, Hank, my cross country biking partner, called and invited me to his birthday party.  It will be held near Lake Tahoe NV.  Late August is the time and he will be celebrating his.......90th birthday.  Wouldn't miss it for the world.  He did inform me I could do an 80 miler around the lake.  Probably not going to happen but looking forward to seeing him and his lovely wife Carol.  In addition, I am still want to do my first century of the season but it might not be until the Fall.  Stay tuned.

Just my luck. The temp was a mild 75 degrees, the wind was a bit above 10 mph from the ENE. Great day to bike outside for a leisurely 35 miler. And yet, some of the worst air quality on planet earth and here I am riding my bicycle in this mess. (I didn't say shit because I didn't want to offend anyone with vulgar language) After about 10 miles I could actually taste the nastiness. I stopped and place my bandana around my mouth and finished the ride. I guess this will become the new normal so I will need to adjust.

 It's happening again.  After a week of indoor biking, because of the poor weather conditions, I finally was able to do a ride outside.  But, as it occurred last year, Canadian fires are causing nasty weather conditions in the area.  I decided to do my normal 30 mile ride and when I was finished I had this nasty taste in my mouth.  A result of the poor air conditions.  Good weather conditions will prevail next so looking forward to future outdoor rides and ultimately a century to Champaign.

 

Awww. What a beautiful May day. So, does the lawn need mowing?...yup. Do the weeds need to be pulled? absolutely.

Does the garage need to be sweep and organized? No doubt!

Do more flowers need to be planted? without question! Are there a myriad of other spring tasks to be done? Ha, don't even ask! So where do I begin? Hummmm. I know......wait for it....30 mile bike ride!! 

A follow-up from yesterday's post. A second perfect day in May with ample opportunity to get spring projects done. So, did the yard get mowed?...Nope! Did the weeds get pulled? Not likely! Did the bushes get trimmed? Not unless they trimmed themselves! Did the garage get sweep and organized? Ha, yea right! Did any of the other spring jobs get started? Again, don't even ask. Therefore, I can only ascertain readers assume I did the same 30 mile bike ride as yesterday. Well, you would be absolutely incorrect! I rode 40 miles on a different route and ended at my favorite winery, Tres Rojas. I consulted with my magic 8 ball and asked if I were a slacker. The answer "Most Assuredly" And there it is

 

Just returned from New York City.  Met with Harry and his fiance Paula.  Recalling, I biked across America with him in addition to the Champaign to Boston in 2017 and a few days of riding with Tom in Maryland a few years ago.  Well, as you can imagine it was a fantastic trip.  We had drinks and dinner in the Marriott restaurant.  The following day, the two of them did their tourist thing as Ronni and I did ours with a bicycle carriage ride through Central Park. That evening we met with Peter and his wife.  Another recall is that Peter, who lives in Manhattan, was in the group who rode the cross country trip.  The six of us had a wonderful dinner at a posh New York restaurant, the Garden Inn.  Unfortunately for the ladies, we three riders pretty much excluded them from the conversation as we recounted our biking experiences.  Peter, who is an exceptional artist, shared his involvement in the art community.  Another of the riders who was in the city Sunday, Willy, had to leave before I arrived so we couldn't make it a mini-reunion of eight.  Oh well, it is what it is.  And, to be sure, New York has some of the biggest rip-off people on the planet.  From paying 120 dollars for an "uber" ride from Laguardia airport to Manhatter to panhandlers "demanding" 20 dollars donation to their "charities it turned out to be a very expensive visit.  But, all in all, worth every cent.  On the third day, Harry and Paula went to Peters place for a luncheon while Ronni and I rode the Hop and Shop Bus to visit Little Italy and the World Trade Center.  Oddly enough, as I entered the area of where the twin towers were destroyed along with 2200 lives two emotions permeated my being.  First was the enormous sense of the people who perished at that location and the second was a profound sense of anger toward those who would do such a senseless act of violence.  That evening we ate at a little Italian restaurant.  Ronni and I attend the Buena Vista Social Club play with Harry and Paula seeing the Hells Kitchen production.  Afterward we met at a small bar for drinks.  It was determined that their wedding would see me and Ronni attending, invited or not!!  All in all a wonderful three days with fellow bikers.

 

Wow, can't believe its been this long since my last post.  Not much on the biking front.  A few out dooor rides but mostly indoor on the trainer.  Most recent was another 35 miler to Magnolia plus a few 30 milers locally.  I will admit the repaired knee and my hip are starting to be concerning.  Hopefully, I will be able to ride through the pain.  On a positive note, next Monday we will be meeting Harry and his new bride in New York.  This will not be a riding experience as Harry is doing the "tourist" thing.  An effort is being made to meet with Peter and Willy but nothing is certain at this point.  On a disturbing note both Harry and I attempted to contact Tom but to no avail.  Both texting, email or calling has not met with success.  That cannot be good news but time will tell and when we gather a group effort might give answers.  More later and it won't be this long between posts.

 

Typical March weather cold windy one day, warm windy another day.  The obvious commonality is WIND.... Usually 15 mph and gusty.  Last Saturday I was able to do NE route to Magnolia (35 miler) with thoughts of going to Spring Valley (50 miler).  Alas, time was short so the shorter route was preferred.  Now for the cautionary tale.  Last week, after a weekend, trip, on my training ride in the basement my repaired/replaced right knee began to hurt.  I thought I could just ride through it but that did not happen.  I shortened the time on the trainer, iced it and hoped for the best.  Fortunately, the next two days the pain was minimal but still present.  Then the Magnolia trek.  While it was not crippling, the outdoor trip was doable but I could still feel some discomfort.  Knowing I would take another two days off I was hoping the issue would resolve.  Well, as weather would have it, my basement trainer was the option of the day.  The knee was uncomfortable but I was able to complete my workout.  After icing, I am still experiencing swelling and a bit of discomfort.  Let's see what the next two days bring.  Hopefully, it is temporary but we will see.  My 100 miler is being planned and a friend declared he would like to join me this year.  We will see.  Later