Subtle day of oddness. Was a cool commute to work for a full day of all sorts of drama. The day started abrupt with pure intensity and high stress - never ceased to end before I had to leave with some folks to an offsite meeting. The meeting itself was the source of much stress, but after all the smoke and debris cleared - it was actually a rather constructive meeting. I was ready to come back to the office and suit up for a destressing training ride...
For the past many years - the folks in my office have witnessed me (almost as a ritual - every single afternoon/evening after work) sneaking into the bathroom to change into my cycling gear, to later appear in the regalia of the silliness and colorful nature of the sport. Summer, Winter, Fall, Spring...all over again. When I finally gather all my things and head out the door with my bags, water bottles, lights, hand warmers, et al....I have this habit to say/remind myself outloud "Keys, wallet, phone, water, battery......" whatevvah that I need to verbally make sure I have it all before I head out to bike 2+ hours in whatevva weather. One of my colleagues said this past Friday (after she knew I had a really shitty day at work) "Soul" - as the last thing I needed to remember to take with me when I left the office. I laughed. Now it's a sport. Tonight after such a freakishly long and stressful day, my last verbal reminder word was "Pride". Ha!
I biked out to Clarks Gap - was a headwind out - but a nice tail wind coming back. Temperature was hot - but not overtly humid. Pleasant ride. Came back and spent an hour at the gym doing mountain training excersizes on the spinner bike for a sweaty hour. Felt great.
Came home to a really thirsty garden - and an evening of domesticity.
Life is whatevva....