Banana break post

I'm titling this one the way I am because that way, if anyone from my work ever read this, they'd say, "well at least she posted that while she was on her banana break".

I had a lovely lunch ride today and I have Queen Ann to thank for it. This morning, the day was wet and gloomy and I knew it would take heaps of motivation to get me out in such weather. I told Ann to give me a wake up call when it was time to head out at lunch. She did and I groaned, but I got my lazy butt up and out of the chair and to Sputnik to change.

Sputnik. I have Sputnik because Michael is getting long overdue work done on the toaster. And how do I thank him for doing something so considerate? By driving the hell out of that little minivan (Hecker Pass...weeeeee!) and getting it all messy. Within 6 hours I have managed to get Sputnik to look as bad as my car. Thats all my junkmail splattered in the back. How in the hell I ever got on Swiss Colony's mailing list, I'll never know. As if....

So anyway, I head over to Sputnik to change. You know what the best thing about gloomy cold days are? I get to wear my Sheila Moon snugglie wugglie top. You know what the worst thing about getting ready to ride on a gloomy cold day is? Having to take off my Sheila Moon snugglie wugglie top for cold cycling clothes. I sat in the car, for a few moments contemplating why on earth I would want to take off my snuggliewugglie just to get all cold and dripply. But Queen Ann was waiting, so I did it.

Ann and I headed out into the bluster, our pockets stuffed with lots of just in case rain gear. You know what that means right? The more prepared you are for bad weather, the more likely it will clear up and be 70 degrees. And sure enough, within about 5 minutes the clouds disappeared and the sweet sun emerged.

I wasn't complaining.

After a bit of peddling, we came to Anderson Reservoir. This is where Ann and I would part. She was off to do two minute intervals and I was off to do anything but two minute intervals. And so, with our pockets overflowin with rain gear, we parted ways.

I headed out towards the Coyote Creek trail. If ever you want a bike path all to yourself, this is the one. I hardly ever ever see anyone on this path. Its a perfect place to do intervals because you won't be bothering anyone but the bobcats and squirrels. Of course, the only intervals I would be doing would be camera phonervals. (which aren't as easy as they sound actually).

And how come no one ever told me about my geeky helmet straps? Hello?

After a few pedalings and a few photos, it was time to turn around and catch the tailwind home. Ahh...tailwinds. Bliss. Moving without really pedalin. Sort of defeats the whole training thing...but man...thats bliss.

I came back to my car all smiles and spunk. Ann was back at the same time. She was not all smiles and spunk. She looked nauseous actually. Said she did two more than last time and now feels really ill but that maybe thats how she's supposed to feel. Two more of what, I have no idea. Don't want to know. Not right now anyway.

k, banana's done.