Sunday, August 1, 2010

A good night

Friday night was a good night by anyone's definition of a good night. Webster defines good night as an evening that start with Mexican food and drinks and ends with several dance battles and more drinks. Having one of these nights was a good idea at the time.

Fast forward 10 hours and I was 10 minutes into my long ride, thinking I was not the sharpest tool in the shed. My legs felt like they were made of cotton candy and luke warm lasagna. I meandered around for a while pondering bagging the ride @ 2 hours instead of 4. But at about 40 miles in, the hangover just vanished. My lasagna legs turned into firm beef jerky legs of coiled steel and I actually finished the thing feeling relatively good.

Highlights of the ride include:
  • Eating 2 pickles mid ride which effectively cured my hangover
  • Seeing the Kim Kardashian Klan (Kim and family)
  • The last 40 minutes of hammering to get home
  • Finding new roads in an empty car-less canyon
Long run today

1 comment:

Gannu said...

Friday good night may be according to you but for me its a black mare night, the day when all the royal family died in the history of Nepal. I don't want to recall it once again.