We’ve used summer up. We’re just a few days from fall and we had glorious weather on our hands yesterday – and it’s not going to be this nice again for the near future (though we can never rule out an early fall warm stretch for a few days). I needed to make the most of one of our last shorts and short-sleeve days.
Chuck was going to be ready at a quarter past five, I was on the road at 4:32, soaking up the sunshine, enjoying a nice, slow spin. Mrs. Bgddy had meetings and the girls had swim practice, so I was on my own for the evening – no time constraints, no awaiting responsibilities (except a meeting a few miles down the road at 8). I simply wandered, enjoying the feel of the Trek under me. I still had 15 minutes before Chuck would be ready so I headed up to loop around a local fire station parking lot before heading south into a cross-headwind, then over to Chuck’s. I did a loop around his subdivision, then turned around and looped the other way. I was lolling into a nice one-way righthand corner when a pickup truck with a trailer cut the corner making a left, forcing me all the way to the inside of the corner. I turned and shot him a “WTF” look and he came to a stop. I looped around and approached his window and asked, “Was that on purpose, or was that an oops?” He apologized profusely, saying I was right in his blind spot (the support arm for his windshield) and thinking back, that made sense – I could barely see his face. I told him all was well, no harm, no foul and went on my way and he on his.
Chuck pulled out of his driveway just before I got there and we were on our merry way. Chuck hit 15-mph as I caught him and he said, “This is about my pace for the night, right here.” And so it was. We got most of the headwind out of the way early and vented about current events and the comical way many issues are framed. The whole ride was chilled out, relaxed and enjoyable… until we noticed clouds coagulating to the north of us. A cold front was moving in and we managed to ride right up to the edge of it.
I pulled into the driveway with a little more than 31 miles and a 16-mph average – which is perfect because tonight will be a fast Lake Shannon Loop. With cool temps and a gentle breeze out of the south, I have no doubt it’s going to be… energetic.
So, what do we do when we’ve got a big ride planned for the next day? We carb load. This calls for pizza (right or wrong, I don’t care – I just like pizza and I’m more than okay with justifying eating it as “carb loading”). And I didn’t mess around last night. I got the good stuff from a local Italian restaurant. My pizza aficionado-ness is well earned – I’ve done everything from delivery to running a gourmet pizza shop when I was a younger lad. I know my pie. So I picked mine up, along with some good, old-fashioned Faygo Rock & Rye to wash it down on the way to my meeting. Only recently have I gone back to Rock & Rye, a favorite of my childhood. There’s something sweet about enjoying memories through the taste of an old soda.
The meeting, as is almost always the case with in-person meetings, was fantastic. I only hope I did someone some good with what I had to say. By the time I arrived home, I was good and cooked. I was asleep eight seconds after my head hit the pillow… and that’s exactly as it should be when you’re living the good life.
UPDATE: Funny how plans change… Can’t ride tonight. My daughters are going for a relay record this evening at swimming and I want to be there for it.