So today I almost crashed through Chrissy's window.
There we were, merrily spinning along on our trainers while watching Sin City and next thing I knew I was falling over. Apparently my bike wasn't very well put into the trainer and I must have gotten excited by all the blood and guts and pedaled too vigorously.
Fortunately her window broke my fall. Before Christmas when we spun in my basement, Chrissy crashed into our recycling bins. So I guess it was just karma. Neither of us fell into each other, which would have been a much bigger mess.
And her cat is smarter than my dog, who sat there the whole time staring at Chrissy, sitting right under pedal. The only thing keeping him from getting smacked in the head was that he would bob his head out the way every time her foot came around. It was hilarious to watch actually. Then he got distracted and looked away for a second and "Bam!" Right in the noggin. He learned after that. Okay, so that wasn't his proudest moment.
Aw, isn't he cute? Here he is sporting his "I like Mike" t-shirt. As in "I like Mike Huckabee." My house is purple America folks. He has been unofficially dubbed the Huckabichon. I want to note the irony that my John Edwards yard sign kept blowing away before the caucuses and then one day at the end of January it blew over again and the next day he dropped out. The Huckabee sign in our yard has withstood two freaking blizzards. If that is not divine intervention, I don't know what is. I also have to note that the way I describe my house these days to people trying to find it is "I'm the house with the Huckabee sign and the big ass American flag with a bright garish light on it." Danielle's contribution to all of this would be that the bright garish light is a compact fluorescent :-)
Oh yeah, bike. I got back on and spun for two hours and now I am sore in so many places. I don't know what the difference between the tri club trainers and mine is, but in two hours last week I went 30+ miles and this week I went 23. Seriously! Maybe I have the drum too close to the wheel? I mean I ride much faster than 11.5 mph on the road and I could barely get my cadence to 90 rpm, except for when sprinting.
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