... THAT ENDED WELL, MOSTLY.
THE MARINE LAYER was thick, like misty with wet streets thick. This could only mean one thing, 3D printed dirt would be covering our bodies and bikes. And one more...
... really good thing.
Hero Dirt.
We would have to wait a bit for the sun to get higher,
we didn't need it to break through,
we needed the temps to rise.
In the meantime, Tim Z and I were having a blast, right up until...
- whipping through the drenched brush
- knobbies caked with almost mud
- digging deep on the steeps.
... my booboo.
As I'm cleaning a rocky ledge,
my tire slips,
I tip.
Over!
On the way down, trying to break my fall, my glove snags on my twin-lok...
... landing with all my weight onto the webbing between forefinger and thumb.
Hurts a bit.
I see red.
But, it feels good and we ride for another hour.
Back at the van I remove my glove to see this gash.
It's deepish.
In such a weird spot, I can't see any way to stitch it.
Besides it's not bleeding,
and doesn't hurt much.
Put a call into the great Dr. Delange (bro-in-law).
For now,
lots and lots of neosporin.
Do you think I deserve this peanut better donut?
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164 lbs
7.5 hrs sleep
No PushUps PullUps SplitSquats
30 minutes stretching
60 minutes Reading/Journaling
96/14 (fitness per Training Peaks)
0 min vision therapy
