saw chickens wandering around and walking funny and even saw the Thomas the Tank chu chu train in action on the tracks. Good stuff I tell you. Good stuff.
I like it when I am not the only thing alive on the roads.
Well not really. It was merely an attempt at a very quick fix until the nice weather rolls around one of these years.
This last weekend was sure kah kah kah cold out! With highs in low 40's I had to do what I didn't want to do - cut up a glove for my little fingers that are sticking out of my cast. They could handle the 50's + in Santa Barbara without a glove, but 40 ish weather was asking way too much. Luckily I for some reason kept all the gloves over the years that I didn't have matches to for one explanation or another. I knew they'd come in handy one day! And they did.
I had a lefty glove calling out my name asking me to put it to work again instead of collecting dust. I granted its wish and cut it up (which probably wasn't part of ITS plan), then taped er up and off I went. It worked pretty well too; my fingers were happy. And my thumb even got a little thumb cap that kept it happy.
What was not too happy this weekend was the Jordanelle Reservoir that is usually inundated with water skiers, boaters, jet skiers and all the rest over Memorial Day Weekend. Instead there was a whole lotta no one out there.
Usually we have killer hot weather right now but instead we have this (note the snow capped mountains in the background):
So it's like training in Scotland right now if I had to compare it to anything because it's so beautiful, so massively green, so very rainy and so stinking WET!! Fenders in May anyone?
After a full lap on the course I realized that I just simply wasn't opening up on the downhill like I normally do. I was hesitant and not very aggressive which is a bad combo and can get you into more trouble. My cast wasn't giving me much room to budge and I am finding that you need that extra room to budge to be safe! Plus.....I am not really even holding on to the bike as you can see in this photo:
Bottom line is that it is just not a safe scenario for me to race with a broken thumb that is all casted up. I tried at least. Plus, racing is hard enough when you are going into it a %100 well and ready and I am just NOT well and really not ready either after coming off of food poisoning for a week. I am still feeling the effects of the massive depletion as my body makes its way back to fully normal. Did I just call myself normal? Hmmmm. Not sure that is very accurate. :)
So the decision has been made or just really finalized here today. I am not racing in this NMBS race on Saturday. It is the first one I have missed since 2003 but I am making the right decision.
Here is one of the first singletrack climbs up the NMBS course.
Good luck to all those who are racing!
Andrew J., our fearless leader who promised he wouldn't leave me up on the mountain to die alone because I couldn't keep up with my thumb holding me back a bit, with Chris hanging at the top.