Go, you chicken fat, go away!

This morning I found myself lost.  Lost in my own little world.  I'm usually worried about what pace I'm running or what I'm going to blog about.  But this morning I kind of woke up and said, "Wow.  I'm just running for running's sake."  The cutest part of the morning was when I said good morning to this old Mexican lady.  She replied back, "Gooth modneeng sird."

Time - 40:16 (avg pace 8:03)

Splits - 8:13, 8:10, 8:16, 8:12, 7:27

Temp - 89 (as usual)

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AM Bike Ride

Distance -17.49 miles

Time - 1:15:51 (I stopped and helped a lady who was having car trouble.)

Avg Speed - 13.8 mph

Max Speed - 19.9 mph (It was windy on the way to work, so hopefully it doesn't shift during the day, and it will push me home.)

So, I'm sitting there counting prairie dogs on my way to work.  It was a slow day for prairie dogs (18 total.)  11..........12...........13..........snake.........SNAKE?!?!?!  This crummy little snake was slithering along next to the curb.  I immediately lifted my legs up to avoid being bitten.  Then I realize what a little girl I'm being and seeing that it had no rattle, I try to redeem myself and go back and catch it.  But it slinked into a catch basin.

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PM Bike Ride

Distance -17.44 miles

Time - 59:43

Avg Speed - 17.5 mph

Max Speed - 22.7 mph

Temp -108

Because I lost so much time when I stopped to help a lady in distress this morning, I set my Garmin to automatically stop when I stop.  I also set it to record mile splits.

Splits - 3:27, 3:24, 3:23, 3:22, 3:11, 3:14, 3:35, 3:23, 3:42, 3:25, 3:16, 3:16, 3:15, 3:16, 3:23, 4:04, 3:19, 1:44  (Interesting note: my max speed occured in the same mile as my second slowest mile.)

I didn't feel like rolling out of bed this morning.  So when I finally got up I didn't have time to go on a long run.

Time - 22:28 (avg. pace 7:29)

Splits - 7:39, 7:31, 7:18

Last night I made some delicious creamy smooth root beer floats (Brent's gonna kill me) for me and my wife, and then I made her watch a movie with me.  The name of the movie was The Memory Keeper's Daughter.  I'm sure it was some Lifetime made-for-TV movie.  The setting for the movie began in the early 60's in Lexington, Kentucky.  A man and a wife were going to have a baby.  What they didn't know is that they were having twins; one boy and one girl.  The father was a bone doctor and had delivered 5 babies in medical school.  It was just him and one of the nurses from the clinic he worked at delivering the babies.  Because they gassed up his wife real good (remember, this was the 60's), she was kind of out of it.  When the girl was born (after the boy), right away you knew something was wrong.  At first we thought she was still born.  That was the first time my wife started crying.  But she was alive.  She had Down syndrome.  Because people weren't educated a lot about Down syndrome back then, and because he saw his mother's life in shambles because of his terminally ill sister, he told the nurse to take her to a "care" home, and he told his wife that she died after birth.  When my wife realized what was going on she not only started crying harder, she started hitting me.  (She's quite abusive.  But any abuse besides emotional, I'm okay with.)  So, the nurse took her to the home, but couldn't leave her there.  She decided to raise her on her own and skip town.  Then whenever we would see her (Phoebe, the little girl with Down syndrome) growing up, my wife would cry.  Whenever the father would recieve polaroids of her, my wife would cry more.  As the father regretted his decision, she cried.  When she was grown up and wanted to get married, she'd cry.  When my two year old with Down's walked in, she cri-ied!  The point of the story is that my wife thinks I'm a jerk now, but she'll get over it.

The ride to work this morning was beautiful.  It's not as hot today as it has been.  I was just cruising.  I wasn't even watching for prairie dogs.  The I finally saw a dead one, and I began to wonder if someone had poisoned them all.  So then I started watching for them and saw 5 of them. 

I know I scared the crud out of some lady today.  I was still cruising along when I came up to the intersection at Power and Southern.  As I was going through the intersection I was riding at the same speed that this lady was driving.  She looked over and saw me smiling at her through her passenger window.  Her eyes got all big like, "What the...?"  It was awesome.

AM Ride

Distance - 17.7 miles

Cycle time - 1:01:51

Avg speed - 17.2 mph

Max speed - 23.1 mph

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PM Ride

Distance - 17.5 miles

Cycle time - 1:01:58

Avg speed - 17.x mph

Max speed - 2x.x mph