In a hurry

Yes, it seems I am always in a hurry to do nothing. With one last nice day forecast for today before three days of cold and rain hit, I was eager to get out on the road again.


But sometimes you put others first, even before your own riding. And sometimes those 'others' can be our four-legged friends. As a dog lover, I know the value of quality time spent at a dog park. So when my friend Andy called and volunteered to drive us out to a park I had never visited before I took him up on it.


So Gabby and I piled into Andy's Honda with his pug named Nellie and off we went. Throughout the visit I was trying to make sure to keep track of time so that I would have enough of the afternoon to ride.


Gabby had a ball, from running through the rough high grass to sticking her head into old animal holes in the ground that she had hunted out. She was getting a chance to be a cairn terrier.




As antsy as I was to get out on my Trek and soak up some of this warm sun I could see my dog's well-being was more important at this time.

Slowly I just relaxed and smiled as she roamed the dog park. I knew my time on a bike would come after her fun.

When we left the park Andy took us to a nearby custard stand, the kind where the girls still come up to the car to take and bring your order.

This wasn't the cycling plan for today. But you know what? As the small (and I stress that I was a good boy and only had a small) chocolate cone went down I thought to myself that this was a pretty good plan too.

They even brought out a little dish with some custard and a doggie biscuit in it for Gabby and Nellie. Today was a good day to be those dogs.

Within ten minutes of getting home from the dog park adventure I was already rolling out, in such a hurry that I noticed a half block out that I had forgotten to put on my helmet. Duh!

Once I rode back home to get my helmet on it was off to at least enjoy the warm air for an easy recovery ride after yesterday's hard 45 miles.

Sun
65
Light Wind
18 miles, 6 laps on the Elm Grove crit course


My legs were a bit dead from yesterday, but just to hear the birds sing and almost see the grass greening before my very eyes I was glad to be out there at last. Just 18 miles today, but I bet Gabby thanks me for not spending all day out there trying to do more.

Season Miles: 352