Sunday, 19 October 2008
I don't think I'm racing tomorrow. Somehwere along the way, Shawn registered as way more important than my $17 entry fee to the Gorilla run.
Devin's going to wake up late, as is Jon, Shawn, Claire, Bill, Phil, and Keith. That was a full night's effort!
Friday, 17 October 2008
This week wasn't a good week for business either, which is why a little Friday noon meeting felt better... investment banks are funny places. Things happen on Fridays that ruin weekend recreation, but that can turn the mood of a week around in a hurry. Such as the following:
From: [blanked out, but let's just say FirstEnergy's el Presidente]
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 11:30 AM
To: Erik B. Bakke
Subject: Company XYZ
Please meet me at their offices at noon. They "have some business for us".
Half hour countdown to hustle over. And post the lunch discussion, my weekend looks even fuller.
Work, trailbuilding with Jon, the Gorilla run, the deadgoat cyclocross race, and general La Ruta training are all vying for time. Something's going to have to give.
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
Aunt Peggy and Uncle Bob's hosting was fantastic, we were treated to gourmet meals every night. The pool and hot tub were icing on the cake. Buddy's continual attention to everyone's wellbeing was noted as noble service.
St. George even has it's own version of the fountain of youth. I rode the middle finger of the Three Fingers of Death. Whether it's the poetic symbolism or the simple act itself, that's living!
Saturday, 11 October 2008
Monday, 6 October 2008
Sunday, 5 October 2008
After that it was coffee time at Shawn's house, the home for 3 hours of packing and moving furniture and heavy boxes.
From there it was time to head over to the university for the night cyclocross race. We watched the girls race which was well attended, and fun to watch Tori look like she meant business.
For the mens race, the first corner barrier tape got knocked over, then caught in my foot and pedal. By the time that got sorted out I was in last by a long margin. I think I passed 1-2 people a lap for a while from the tired Elites, and some of the fast Experts caught me too. I actually enjoyed the sprint through the three sand volleyball courts, that's where most of my passes were made.
After that we went down the the Art's Hotel Raw Bar for Tyler's 30th birthday. Nice to catch up with everyone, good times had by all. My spring cycling travel is going to have to be to Laguna Beach to go visit Tyler in his new place.
My calves are sore from the trail run. My back is sore from moving. Rest of my legs, and my left forearm are sore from the 'cross race. Signed up to race the 'cross race at noon today though too!