I still had things to do that were unrelated to removing things from what used to be my bedroom and trying to remain ignorant to how much certain things will suck for some foreseeable time.
Cleats on two pairs of work shoes. One pair, I caught in time. The other?
Then it got even shittier. The cleat mounting plates had seen better days. Misshapen like a tortellini with four holes in it. Best way I can think to describe it. Found some new Shimano ones (where did those come from?) that just needed some time on the bench grinder to get them to fit.
I also got the rigid crabon frok back on the Vertigo Meatplow V.7, which was a good and now a bad thing.
Lula Lakes Land Trust 5 Points 50.
The decision to finish off the "season" in a turgid manner mebbe wasn't so smart. Too lazy/busy to swap back now.
Left to my own devices early in the afternoon, The Pie was headed out on a long run in preparation for a marathon in a couple weeks and Nia doing homework.
Brewery ride, anyone? Grab the fanny pack and the Misfit Meatplow V.5 and head out the door around 12:55PM.
Across town to Blue Blaze to get there just in time for the organized ride to start, but I bought a beer and just stayed there... well actually, I found out they do the Bicycle Benefits thing up right and the first pour is free.
So, keeping with the theme of not really doing any training since the Shenandoah Mountain 100, but somehow racing three times in a month for distances that would probably not feel so bad if I stayed in shape...
but I didn't. Meh.