If you didn’t mind the rain yesterday.
On Saturday I arose and decided that the weather was too “iffy” for a morning bicycle ride. The weather was bad, but not terrible, I think I was the “iffy” part of the equation.
Without an early-morning commitment I gladly accepted an invitation to enjoy Tasty China with ITP-Reader Stacy and Aron. I arrived in Cobb county super-early and dropping into a Goodwill to kill some time. My visit to Goodwill was spurred on by the one I’d made with the hashers in Portland. In the Portland Goodwill they had fantastic stuff, including numerous cycling kits; in the Marietta Goodwill, notsomuch. Lunch was a success, and I stopped by Barb’s and Alan’s to say hello as they prepared for the Halloween Home Crawl. I wasn’t feeling it, so I had no intention of participating.
From Marietta I drove to the office, not to work, but to use as a launching point for an afternoon ride. True, I’d be missing the majority of the World’s Biggest Cocktail Party, but I needed the ride and I knew that Saturday afternoon would be my only opportunity.
After napping for an hour I changed into my long-sleeved, long-pant-legged cycling kit (because I brought the wrong short-legged-pants) and tooled around my routine ride for twenty-five miles. By the time I arrived back at the office the Gators had the game in hand and I decided to head home — especially because I was nasty from sweat.
Not even a twenty-five mile bike ride could convince me to eat dinner, because as you can possible imagine I consumed at least three meals’ worth of calories at Tasty China. So at home I snuggled under my covers, avoiding the possibility of giving off the appearance of being at home to the unexpected trick-or-treaters that I saw in the neighborhood. I was probably asleep by 9:00pm, thankfully missing the Mets’ loss that night.
Feeling partially refreshed I awoke Sunday morning, completely forgetting about the time change, and the non-sensical NFL game that was being played in London. Hey, NFL, Europe has its own brand of “football”, the type where the majority of players can only use their feet. I was an early arriver to the annual Dia del Muerto party planned/executed by Unable-To-Read-The-Blog-Terri at Former-ITP-Reader Betsy’s house. The party was a lot of fun, though I did a typical poor job at mingling, and ate way too much food as well.
Upon returning home from Betsy’s I watched the Falcons lose, and the I watched the Jets play so poorly that I turned their game off. I went 0-4 in sports rooting yesterday with losses by the Falcons, Jets, Packers, and, finally, the Mets. The Mets loss was especially frustrating because once again the Royals’ batters bested the Mets’ pitching, this time to win the World Series. My disappointment came through reading the account of the game because I refused to watch it — honestly I think I should stop pretending to be a fan of any sports team because I rarely make the time to watch the sports.
It’s going to be another busy day of work, followed by an evening at the lavanderia. In other words, just a normal day for me…
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
I too, felt the weather Saturday AM precluded a road ride, so after a quick breakfast from Mickey D’s and a trip to the feed store, I got on my trainer for a half hour.
Debbie returned from the hunt with a 3 shooed horse, so we packed out picnic and headed to the air show. Our tour of possible viewing sites Friday evening found a couple good ones, but we later found out one was to be used for show parking- of PTC golf carts!! Our 2nd choice worked out well and we were not alone in its selection. As red neck as we can get, we sat in our lawn chairs in the back of the trunk and were entertained by the undercard and then Fat Albert and the Blue Angels. If they come back next year, we’ll pay for the VIP package- not a bad deal at less than $100 a head.
Sunday was another washout for road riding, but good for an hour of Sufferfest. Then a visit to the inlaws, where Debbie’s dad was as lucid as I’ve seen in a while.
Sorry about the Mets. I think KC was just too much, and they proved it in the 12th inning last night.
-FP
Busy weekend – Friday night was spent getting our costumes together.
Saturday was spent getting ready for the hash & then getting them out of my yard later that night.
Sunday was fun stopping off at Betsy’s for a couple hours. Sort of watched the Falcons when I got home, decided it wasn’t that fun to watch so I watched some shows that were DVR’d.
And today I’m suffering from two new(ish) health anomalies — a large lump on the back of my head (no, I did not fall) that I believe to be one of my genetic deficiencies, and my left ear sounds like a blown speaker, I’m hoping it’s just water that’ll clear itself out because I’ve never suffered anything like this previously.
From the stories I heard yesterday it sounded as if I passed on a fun time in Marietta. Oh well, at least I got a slow, but decent ride in that day.
I shouldn’t be too disappointed by the Mets. Kansas City is a quality and deserving team. And, I never predicted the Mets to win the NL East, never mind the World Series.
Just saw that Dick Lane, for whom Dick Lane Velodrome is named (unless I am way off base), has passed away.
Thank you for joining us at Tasty China! That was delicious, and I especially liked the bamboo fish (or whatever it was called). Would never have thought to order the fish, so I’m glad you did.
Went to the hash after (thanks, Barb & Allan, for being such gracious hosts!) but ended up leaving pretty early. At one point, I just found myself *exhausted.* I couldn’t even blame it on the beer, since I had very little knowing that I would be driving. I think life just caught up with me. So all day Sunday, I just kept my phone tucked away, my butt on the couch, and did nothing. Except eat Tasty China leftovers. I really hated to miss Terri’s party, but I was just not up to being social at all. One very lovely thing about living alone is just that: you can totally not answer the door or phone if you don’t want to.
Baseball is over, my soccer team sucks this year, I’m trying not to let last night’s NFL game depress me, but it appears even the gods are depressed that the Pack lost (good golly, this rain!!!). Still trying to wrap my head around the fact it’s November 2.
Oh, but I’m all caught up with TAR again! 🙂
I think we are all caught up on TAR too.
The green team & the paparazzi team are annoying.
Not sure who I want to win, but the 2 guys that probably aren’t gay but I think they are gay I kind of like.
Paulie, what’s your source about Dick Lane? I’m plugged into lots of EP things and heard it yesterday, and advised the DLV page they should say something, but since you don’t do the facebooks, I’m curious.
I wrote a brief note to his daughter (who I don’t know) simply saying that if it wasn’t for her dad, I wouldn’t be involved in cycling to the degree I am, and I was thankful for his good work.
And Barb (and Allen), the costumes came out fabulous!
DLV tweeted the news this morning. Their website now has this:
“Former state representative Dick Lane, has passed away
Submitted by pantonvich on Mon, 2015-11-02 09:20
We are sad to announce that the Velodrome’s Namesake, former state representative Dick Lane, has passed away.
The funeral will be at Parrot Funeral Home, in Fairburn. Viewing Wednesday 5-8 pm and funeral Thursday at 2p.”
TAR: I HATE Team Paparazzi. They’re always so mean to each other! I don’t mind Green Team so much because they’re good and I kinda like how they get on Pretty Boys Team nerves… I have the feeling those two are just used to getting anything they want so it’s fun to see their plans thwarted. I think my favorite are the reporters because they’re so sweet.
My favs are the former Jets cheerleaders. Hey, they worked for my favorite NFL team AND they were cheerleaders. 🙂
I respect the Green Team, though I find it interesting that there are (temporary) cracks occurring.
shocker – you like the cheerleaders. but – they are ok – I kind of like them too.