whilst the du cyclists were in lawrence 'the emerald city', kansas this weekend i was not, due to the unfortunate coincidence of a rather large biology exam. the thursday morning send-off soiree was very elegant though, cream cheese, dan wahl (ass) and decent coffee were all present...plus a few members of the team.
the exam went well i suppose. i totally nailed the question concerning sea otter testicular defeminization in the northern pacific.
side note: i heard that vitamin warehouses in alaskan inuit villages sell sea otter milk as a high protein supplement, which is often used by narwhal wrestlers during the peak season. at twenty grams of protein per ounce its one of the greatest recovery beverages in existence. sea otters, however, are a tricky species, and harboring enough of them in captivity to obtain marketable quantities of milk would be both difficult and semi-illegal, according to the law of the inuit. thus, their milk is harvested in small quantities by freelance fisherman/summer time beet farmers. Also, it's entirely organic (which these days is huge), and quite expensive, so you would need to be more wealthy than i to begin a regular regiment. sea otter milk is number sixty-nine on the UCI list of banned substances, although current tests are still unable to test its presence in the body. don't fret floyd landis, id like to reiterate the relative obscurity of this e-publication. (the photo at the top of the page is not a sea otter).
i tried sending out an email, which was an exact replica of one of walter hoge's infamous "weekend ride options" emails, but as it happens i neglected to press send. so saturday at 9:37 am i commenced a lonely one hundred and five mile ride of utter bliss.
the route: bike path to chatfield state park, up deer creek to the high grade turn off, up high grade to highway 73, highway 73 to n. turkey creek road to parmalee road to grapevine to the backside of lookout mtn. to the bike path that leads to cherry creek reservoir to home to the fridge to a spoon and finally to a jar of peanut butter.
yep. so it was kind of funny being able to experience all five climbs on a single saturday, you get to see all the separate groups of people who endure each individual climb, for instance there was this picnic site at the climax of the high grade climb that an overwhelming amount of people were stopped at. alas, i forgot the required bottle of sarsaparilla and just didn't feel right about sitting down without it. not very much youth on the road, a lot of older folks. it finally got to the point where i had said hi to so many people that i had to speed up everytime i was to pass by someone to avoid being 'rude'...paradox? perhaps. that seems like kind of an asshole thing to do, but i was coughing a lot so i needed to save the throat for dry heaves.
i brought food and money for first time ever and i didnt loose my mind...like on that ride with forbes, eric, and grant prior to spring break, during which i did loose my mind.
in a foolish attempt to go for the 'century' i headed out to the cherry creek reservoir, despite the ominously dark clouds. it started to rain while i was on the bike path and it started to pour just prior to entering the reservoir. so i got a little wet and may have futilely cursed that 'bitch' mother nature a few times, but on my way back to campus the rain let up.
on sunday i actually sent out an email for a lookout mtn. recovery ride, unfortunately amy, the only one who replied, slept late. she's a little depressed these days, after the breakup with the 'milkshake', so i kind of understood. its hard to do a recovery ride when there's no one with you to talk to, all you really want to do is get the ride over with because firstly your legs are cashed and secondly you probably shouldn't have chosen lookout mtn. as a recovery destination. i brought a small bag of drinking chocolate (http://www.mariebelle.com/product.cfm?id=4) to eat at the top of lookout. huge mistake. i was fatigued and had an obscene amount of difficulty getting it into my mouth. also, its semi-powdery consistency caused me to choke and consequently loose a great deal of its chocolatey goodness to the pavement. the legs started feeling decent half-way up the mountain though.
okay, i guess that's all for now. have a lovely evening everyone.
ps. when you see corey carlson be sure to congratulate him on his superb gila result and the thick new non-lady 'friend' (overly dramatic air quotes).
pss. if you hadn't noticed i dont use capital letters, but i do use ellipses...a lot.
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Oh the joy of trying new food on taxing rides. I tried the chocolate chips once, expecting they'd work their magic as they typically do when I'm low on energy. Wrong, they get stuck in your teeth and provoke my vominitus.
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