It's gonna come to this...

With a full weekend of rain and cold temps at hand I decided to make the most of my time and head down to Bolt Brothers to get some stuff ordered for the "season" and kinda piss away a couple hours hanging out. We talked about bikes, racing, life, and what-not while I made up my wish list. I remember mentioning that The Pie was leaving soon for two weeks to volunteer at an orphanage in Haiti, and in and amongst the conversation with Will and John I dropped a question, a question that I had no idea which answer would please me.

"You guys wouldn't have a trainer I could borrow for a few weeks, do you?"

"Sure do. Take that Kinetic trainer right there."

Shit.

Taking the trainer home meant that I borrowed something with the intention to use it, so it looks like I'm gonna have to use it. I haven't been on a stationary trainer since the early 90's or a set of rollers since the mid 90's. As a matter of fact I liquidated my trainers after I had been a messenger for a few years realizing there was no point in owning a trainer when I rode my bike for a living. I spent many a cold Ohio winter day down in my basement cranking out roller miles while watching movies, and I thought those days of stationary boredom were behind me.

Sunday I woke up to an all day soaker with temps in the low to mid 30's. I decided to bite the bullet and try the trainer out to see if I'd really be up to using this thing.

I kept the frame pump handy just in case.

I set up in front of the computer hoping I would not bother the family with the noise, noise, noise of doing it in the living room. I found an episode of Flight of the Conchords that was twenty two minutes long, and it appeared there were more episodes to follow. Twenty two minutes of semi-entertained effort later the video went over to clip to commercial to clip to commercial till I couldn't take it any longer. I could only reach the mouse to surf the web for more entertainment, so I ended up seeing an America's Funniest Home Video segment with burping/vomiting babies, more commercials, and then the CBS evening news from Friday night (did you know our country is in terrible trouble?). Oh well, an hour long experiment which proved that a trainer won't kill me, and I guess I'm slightly fitter today.

After that I dug into my beer supply and broke out the sander in order to further the efforts of re-finishing the hardwood floors in the hallway to make a safe haven for foster pet play.

Last night Charlotte (and much of the SE US and A) experienced a "winter event". We are blanketed in snow, the schools are closed, and the stores are devoid of milk, bread, eggs, and the SI Swimsuit issue. I just found out the law firm I deliver for is going to brave it out in the name of the almighty dollar and start up around 11:00am. The good news is that means I don't have to break out the trainer as I'll at least have a snowy commute in a few hours. The bad news is almost every place I would normally deliver to will be closed, so I'm in for a very boring day.

Viva la trainer!!!!!!!!!!