Anyway, knee trouble again on Saturday, so I raised the saddle yet another couple of MM and no problem at all on Sunday. Sunday was a bit shorter, and much slower, so I don't know what, if any, factors those were in the absense of trouble.
Saturday's trip was up through Littleton to Kimball's and return. My client sent me an e-mail saying she was taking her mother there for the 4th. I told her I was there the day before. She said "you should have stopped by, I'm only another 20 miles." Heh. Maybe before the summer's out.
On the way back through, I think, Concord, a kamikaze chipmunk darted across my path, then turned around and darted back. I hit it. Thump-thump. I don't think it survived, but I didn't go look. Stupid chipmunk.
Sunday's trip was to Dover-Sherbourne and back through Newton. Immense palacial estates like you wouldn't believe. I kept wondering if they were really houses or the club house of a golf course or something. But residences they were. Amazing. And I didn't see a single sole at any one of them. Do people even live there? On second thought, the type of people who live there probably jetted off to Nantucket for the weekend. There was like no traffic. Very nice.
Monday's weather was bad, so I don't think I'll have the full 1500 miles of training it, but it will be close.
Saturday
RideType: Road
Distance: 67.69
RideTime: 4:30:55
AvgSpeed: 15.25
MaxSpeed: 37.4
Sunday
RideType: Road
Distance: 54.49
RideTime: 4:20:48
AvgSpeed: 12.72
MaxSpeed: 31.7
Esplanade fireworks from the deck
Went to a friend's for BBQ and fireworks. None of that Esplanade stuff for me. It's way too much of a zoo. But I did ride through there Saturday afternoon. You would not believe the security. More state cops in boats than I knew there were. Great time to rob a bank, I guess, since they're all in the water. National Guardsmen walking around in groups of four. Park rangers on horses everywhere. At least the state and no the city has jurisdiction over the Esplanade, so the chances of the city cops shooting someone else is reduced.
My friend John, who was also at the BBQ, said he'd come to a midlife crisis. (He turned 50 last March.) He is going to quit his job as a software engineer (java, IIRC), He applied and was accepted to North Bennet Street School in their piano technology program. I have to say I was a bit surprised. I don't know what this program is like, but their furniture making classes are world famous, so I assume it's good.
It's funny because several years ago, I had another acquaitance (actually, the bf of another woman I worked with) whose company was bought out by Microsoft. He moved to Redmond for a year, then came back, quit and enrolled in the cabinet and furniture making program.
I see they have a bookbinding program. I've always been interested in that! I'm not quite in midlife crisis yet, but I can feel it coming! I like what I do, but I'm really growing quite tired of software.
My big ride starts on Saturday. I've got many things yet to do. I caught the edge of my only good pair of shorts and ripped a good chunk of the side out, so I need to go get a new pair. Costco has the best deal I've found on cameral memory, so much get there to get at least one more chip for my camera. And I was given bad information by my insurance company. They said I would be able to order and pick up a new glucometer from the only company I was allowed to get it from (that is, the one they'd pay for). That's not true, apparently. They only ship UPS, there's no where to pick it up from. Now I'm wondering if it will get here in time. Hope so. I can't carry the brick I've got now. I shouldn't have waited so long, I guess. I just called to make sure it had been shipped and I guess there's only one woman that does it. I got her voicemail and she works on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. Gah! Maybe I'll have to buy it on my own. But No! She just called back and said it would "probably" be here today. I have a doctor appointment Friday morning, and my brother gets here Friday afternoon. I've got a hotel reservation at the starting line for Friday night. So I have the car reserved to get my stuff to the hotel, then to the food store so I don't leave my brother with an empty fridge, then bring the car back, unload the food, get back to North Station to get the train back to the start. Ugh. Zoom zoom zoom.
I've been watching the Tour de France on my fuzzy cable connection. It's been good so far. At least the only thing Tyler Hamilton has broken so far is a set of handlebars. I have to say, though, I'm getting a little tired of All Lance, All The Time[tm]. And who is the brain dead bozo who thought up those "Cyclism" promos? Gah! Those things are annoying as hell!
Anybody want a tour of my neighborhood?
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