It was in the 80s all weekend...how apocalyptic is that? Nate says it's just May. Maybe he's right. Most of my team was racing this weekend at Wildflower. Go Team! I know you all rocked that course! You are superstars! I, however, have a couple more weeks until showtime.
I trained on my own this week and weekend. In the middle of the week I fell while running for the first time, well, ever! It did not feel very good (no surprises there...) I cut and bruised my hand and knee in several places. Oops. I won't go into the "how" and "why" details.
On sunnier fronts, I took an amazing ride all over the city on Saturday. Starting from home, I rode out Cesar Chavez down to the water and then along the Embarcadero all the way to Crissy Field and the GG Bridge. I went up through Fort Mason and Seacliff to the Palace of the Legion of Honor. Then I cut in toward GG Park and paralled the park up past USF and Alamo Square. I came down through the Western Addition and Hayes Valley, through the Castro, into the Mission and then took Valencia back home. It rocked! So today, I did it again (I think it was abot 22 miles) but this time I packed my wetsuit and swam at Aquatic Park. I still have both my legs and the water was actually a little warmer today than last time.
Tomorrow is the day of rest. Sweet, sweet rest.
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