Dreaming of a Life Less Ordinary

 

The last time I was in Santa Rosa I considered it one of my biggest failures.    I was there for the 2022 Tour de Fuzz, and I’d spent the entire summer working towards a goal and then came race day and I was climbing the big hill and I was making it to the top and then I was falling.    I was going backwards as my seat post cracked on me and my day came to a premature end at Mile 7.    That was then, a different ride, a different bike, a different life.   The Wine Country Century isn’t the Tour de Fuzz.  They follow similar routes and go by some of the same stuff and hit lots of the same roads.  So, going back to Santa Rosa was personal for me.  First and foremost,  I wanted to do my first metric century (63 miles).  Second, I wanted to kick Santa Rosa’s ass!  It beat me the year before and I couldn’t help but take that personally.   2023 has been a strange year.  I’m riding a lot but just not riding a lot outside.  The weather has been weird here.  Lots of rain.  So, I was nervous goi

Kona was on her walk when we rolled yesterday.    It’s always fun to see here when we are out in a ride.    You can see her trying to track down her Dad as he road by. The goal was to try and get 50 on Saturday but unfortunately the heat wasn’t with us and I got a Charlie Horse in my leg and David’s back was sore so we decided to cut it a little short.   The ride was good though.  It feels good to spend my time on this lovely Sunday afternoon talking about the ride and paying attention to my blog.  Something I have been neglecting as of late.  Work and life certainly have a way of getting in front of our hobbies.  As much as I would like to blame one or the other the truth is it is both.   I’ve been tired a lot lately and busy so that is a combo that doesn’t get me writing all that often. Today though is a day for relaxation.  Had a nice workout this morning.   Hanging with Kona in the backyard and writing as I sit here and watch her.    Plus I got meals almost done for the week, a few