What a great ride today. It started out with some frustration with my power tap CPU. I never know what buttons do what and sometimes I get it on a weird setting, like showing torque instead of power, or I zero it while I’m pedaling which seriously screws with what watts it thinks I’m doing. If you have a power tap you know what I’m talking about. Maybe. Anyways, I swore at it for a couple miles and finally got it set correctly.
The bike gods gave me some terrific weather, sunny and low 70’s all day. They also blessed me with no flats, no crazy drivers ( first time in weeks), and legs that couldn’t be stopped even if they were towing a fully loaded cement truck.
I rode out to Kitt Peak, climbed up to to the top, screamed down in minutes, and hammered back home, averaging 260 watts for 6 hours over 120 miles. I had plenty of energy at the end to hammer all the way through town, where I raced a school bus filled with middle schoolers. They were sticking their heads out the windows screaming at me to keep up, banging their hands on the side of the bus in excitement. The bus driver was probably freaking out like they always did when I used to ride the bus. I stayed with them or caught them at stop lights for a good few minutes, then sprinted by them right as they turned onto another road.
A ride like that calls for immediate consumption of a giant bowl of oats. Behold, Oatsatron 5000:
Huge quantity of oats, three spoons of brown sugar, raisins, cinnamon.
I had an interesting experience just now. Someone knocked on our door, I got up to answer it. It was a guy coming to pick up a wildlife survey that he had dropped off for Aaron to fill out earlier today. I went over to the coffee table to get it and Chops, Tony’s dog, ran to the door and attacked the guy, barking and biting at him. The guy tried to defend himself as Chops tried to kill him. I ran out and tackled/tripped on top of Chops, who yelped and ran back inside, where I caught him, grabbed him by his throat with one hand and lifted him up about five feet off the ground, then slammed him on his back on the cement floor. I hope I broke something. I hate that damn dog.
Luckily I don’t think the guy got bitten too hard, but he took off pretty quickly after I apologized. Chops is going to cause a law suit one of these days.
KENNETT PETERSON 