GOOD TIMES - GOOD WEEKEND
Thursday night we agreed to bail on our plans to go up to Durango for the weekend. It just felt like too much of a push to make it happen, and....and.....I had a hunch that getting everyone checked into the hotel on Friday night might be tough. Always act on your hunches, because most of the time yer right. Turns out, I had to deal with two reservations that - well - they didn't have reservations, and our crew had screwed both of them up. I had to find places for them to stay, and it was a little tense. At one time I could feel my staff just hiding behind the desk so they could stay out of the line of fire. Everything turned out OK and I left Friday night feeling good about the decision to stay.
We got up around 8am on Saturday, ate a colossal breakfast, and did a 50+ mile road ride. It felt good to work hard, and I pulled most of the way because D was getting blown around like a doll in the crosswinds. We got back, took it easy, and went downtown to watch the Summit Center Criterium - a bike race through the city streets. I would have loved to have raced in it, but since we planned on going to Colorado I didn't sign up. Good thing though, because last weekend in Prescott still has me hurting a bit....... It was a great time - and the PRO fields featured some really close races with none other than Jeannie Longo showing up to crush the local women. Jeannie was born in 1958 - she's 49 years old and she kicked the CRAP out of the 20 and 30 year old Arizona Pros.....awesome.
Sunday, woke up at the crack of ass and hit the yard for 3.5 hours of weeding, planting, mowing, etc....the yard needed some love and it got plenty. Kinda chilled in the afternoon, and then decided to ride my singlespeed around the base of Mount Elden. It's a great ride -probably something like 24 miles +- a few. The terrain is all singletrack except for about a 2-mile stretch along a 2-track gas pipeline that skirts the town. Technical, rocky, then smooth, then up, then down, then sand pits - you name it, this ride has it. 3 hours later I was home and happy. D and I went out for some Za (that's pizza Mom), and crashed after sitting by a fire in the chiminea on the back deck.
Today was just about hanging out. We got the dogs up into the peaks for a couple of hours and neither one of them have woken up since we got home. We researched a commuter scooter we're going to get for D. Just a 125 - enough to keep up with traffic, yet it gets around 80MPG. Time for some Chiliquilas and a 24 ounce bottle of Corona. Put the capper on the weekend, ya know?!
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