Sick No More

I rode today. Thank God. Spending a week and a half sick and then recovering from said sickness totally gave me cyclist's blue balls. No. It isn't the the kind you alleviate with a cut-out saddle or stupid gel-filled "bicycle chair" cover. It's the kind you get when all you want to do it ride your bike fast and have fun, but can't because if you did, you'd hack up a lung covered in yellow phlegm. But alas, my phlegm is no longer yellow and while today's ride was far from the fast, it was the fastest I've been in a while. It was a gorgeous day out today and no amount of lost fitness, real or perceived, would keep me from riding. Other than that, I don't have much else to write about, but let's have a go at it anyways:

hmmm....

Um. Next Friday's my birthday. My present to myself will be two 'cross races in Richmond. My mission will be to simply not suck complete ass either day.

.... and the Steelers are winning right now. I find that frustrating, even though I know nothing about football other than those bulky pads and helmets are totally not aero.