Tonight, Talia is coming into town and we are riding with (well, not with, as she's injured) The Honorable's peleton - if the weather cooperates - Talia has been thwarted by the threat of or actual bad weather on a couple of Wednesdays.
This will be my first time back on the bike in over a week. I last rode the third leg of the TdFW Monday week and lost a battle with a guard shack gate arm. The results weren't pretty - but I'm pretty well healed up now.
Talia has been burning up the road since her bike fitting with the local fitting guru. She says it's a-mazing, the difference it has made. Given those changes and the fact I've been off the bike and still suffering from both my carb-fest the last day of the trip and my normal travel-gut, this might be a struggle for me. I didn't get enough exercise while I was gone and so one day we were out and about and Mom was winded, so I plopped her down in a park and headed over to do some serious climbing up the side of a steep cliffish thing. The stairs were natural and uneven and I spent about 30 minutes going up and down and my calf muscles have been screaming at me ever since. I'm only now able to walk without wincing. So it will be good to be back on Inez - as I've got another payride coming up on Saturday.
Talia and her husband have invited us out to spend the night and have dinner with them and then head into town for the ride. I am looking forward to it. I've got a city-slicker story about Slater that prompted this whole deal - so I'll try to remember to tell that.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Use your power.