Some other things that happened this week:
I rode Fish Lake with Michelle, and when I had to take a pee break I was attacked by a fallen tree… probably because I was urinating on sacred ground and the wood elves who guard that realm were displeased.
Also I re-watched The Desolation of Smaug so… yeah.
On Saturday we rode our bikes UP Charles Road, because riding massive hills the day before Bloomsday is a really good idea. But hey, at least it wasn’t raining or snowing (I’m glaring at you, Lilac Century Ride).
Bloomsday is happening next Sunday, and I’m already an emotional wreck because of it. There is no special significance associated with this year’s Bloomsday, I don’t have shingles and I’m not racing my Dad, but it’s still Bloomsday and that means business. Venting this year’s anxieties to my coach, this is the response I get:
Rochelle: I just got so nervous for Bloomsday!
Annie: Ahhh! You can do it. With Bloomsday I really think that if you race snart in the first couple of miles you can have a good race.
Rochelle: Snart, like a sneeze and a fart combined.
Rochelle: So like, just don’t start too fast?
Annie: You have strong legs from all the riding you’ve done and you’re in great aerobic shape. So just hold back a little until you start the first uphill at Latah Creek.
Rochelle: Got it.
Annie: Then stay smooth and strong till the water stop at SFCC. Feel like you’re using that flat and the downhill to get ready for Doomsday. Then see who you can pass!
Rochelle: I love Doomsday Hill.
Annie: At the top, tell yourself that you’ll be recovered by the time you make the turn. Then be smooth and tough till the end.
Annie: And no snarting, that will just slow you down!
New Bloomsday 2014 Goal: No snarting.
Seriously though, I love Aunt Keen.