Notes From The Weekend

I'm too tired to think straight enough to compose anything too meaningful tonight. Bear with me. In no particular order...

~I bought into a CSA (Community Shared Agriculture). Basically, this family owns a farm out in Waianae and they grow all sorts of stuff and then sell it to people like me who want to buy it. Each Sunday we go pick up a couple bags of super fresh greens and herbs and fruits and vegetables... basically whatever is in season and they harvest. It feels really good to me to eat locally grown produce. If you're local, check out Ailani Gardens. There's a pick up at Maunawili Elementary school. Now I just have to figure out what to do with all that bok choy.

~Due to some scheduling conflicts (read: scheduling around Scott's Saturday soccer game) I switched things up this weekend and did my long run on Saturday and long brick today. That is WAY harder for me than to do the long brick first. Interestingly, my long run was not any better than last week even though my legs were fresher to start, but my bike today was quite a bit more challenging than normal today b/c that run yesterday pretty much trashed my legs. Interesting. I don't want to do that again though. I would prefer to have my legs show up for my bike rides.

~It's getting warmer here. Finally. I like it when it is warm, or rather, I despise being cold so much that I'll take the heat... but you know what it not cool? Tan lines from your compression sleeves. Not.Cool. Now that the sun is actually out I'm going to need to start applying more sunscreen to my quads/knees to avoid that in the future.

~I am getting good at changing flat tires. I had my 4th one of the year today. I run Continental Gator Hardshells on my training wheels so my tires are supposed to be rather flat resistant, and they do pretty well riding through the broken glass beer bottles that drunk idiots feel the need to throw on the sides of our roads every weekend. But the last few flats I've had have been due to staples piercing the tires. How do so many staples end up on the sides of the roads? I got the flat as I was flying down a long hill so that wasn't so cool, but I managed to get it changed and back on the road in short order. I'm going to need to go to ITB though to get more tubes and CO2 before I go riding again b/c at this point I'll all out.

~Speaking of that descent, according to my Garmin I hit 42.1 mph today. I was feeling more confident than normal while flying down that hill but then I had a thought that went something like, "If I go down right now it would really hurt. Oh who am I kidding? That would be the end..." Must.Avoid.Thoughts.Like.That.

~In good news, it was sunny today and I was able to ride on dry roads for a change. That was a serious necessity toward the end as I was riding (yet again) into a wickedly stiff and relentless headwind for like 30 miles... Had it been raining again I might have thrown my bike right into the ocean.

~I think I might have been the only triathlete on the planet who did not race this weekend (ok I know that's not true but I swear it just felt like EVERYONE was racing except me). It was good motivation seeing the results from Oceanside though and seeing that the hard work people have put into training is indeed paying off with successful racing. That thought was in my head at the end of my ride today when I had one more hard interval to do and I was sure I wasn't going to be able to do it and I was composing my post-workout notes to Tim in my head and trying to figure out how I was going to explain to him that I just was not physically capable of doing that last one and then I just thought, buck up Michelle and I grit my teeth and got it done.

~Yesterday afternoon Moana decided she wanted to hold a baby chick. There are all sorts of chickens outside our house and several of them recently had chicks so there are lots of little babies peeping around outside. Anyway, Moana was adamant that I had to catch one for her. So we went out in search of finding one to catch. As you can imagine, the mama hens were not so happy with us when we got near the chicks... we tried like 3 times with different mama hens and Moana clearly understood that the mama was trying to scare us away. She kept saying, "Mama is VERY upset." Indeed. Eventually though I managed to separate a less aggressive mama hen from one of her little chicks and I caught it for Moana to pet and hold. The screeching and squealing that came out of Moana's mouth when I caught that chick was piercing. Don't worry, we gave the chick back to it's mama.

~I just sent Scott to the store for ice cream. Ben & Jerry's. Yep.