The weather is awful. It's 13 degrees out. Most Saturdays, I'd be two hours into one of my weekly aerobic base building rides. Not today, not in the last month. Haven't ridden on the road in two weeks, outside in a week. The Trainer God has kicked my ass too. I'm fat. I feel awful and mean. I'm going to England for two weeks in a few days, so no ride-y there either.
It's gotten bad enough that I'm going down to Modells and buying a pair of running shoes in a little while.
Yeah. Pretty bad. Don't expect any blogging for a few weeks.
Should be a great vacation - going to spend it drunk and ranting, and quite possibly insane. Fortunately, that means I'll fit right in, given the low quality nature of the establishments I'll be frequenting while on vacation.
See you when the weather isn't an indecency.