None of that for me

This weekend was round 2 of the VERGE series up in New Gloucester, it took me a about a minute to say no to that race..mapquest..more than a 2 hour drive, each way. I'll take a rain check. So instead, I did what some might consider training, 20 minute warm up down by the river, growler row was silent. Headed over to the Union street ball fields for dodging rover landmines and barrel sprints. 20 minutes of various drills i've picked up from various other bloggers Colt-the newest Kona Tower, and The Zoo. Barrel races, run-ups, dogding dog crap, all while anaerobic. Then a few minutes to cool down on the way home while practicing the bunny hops over curbs for fun...The rest of saturday was spent playing "How big is Aidan"....and "Where is Aidan"...that rounded out saturday

Sunday was spent also avoiding New Gloucester. It was an eggs and bacon morning followed by corn pancakes drenched in maply syrup. It was tastey, such a treat. The lady I ventured out for a little stroll through the town center, checkin' out the foliage. The little man was keepin a keen eye on the giraffe, wrapped in his death grip. Good weather. The afternoon was followed by watching the Bungles suck it against Tampa Bay, what a joke. Bungles of old are back, finding new ways to suck, they suck worse than I suck at this bike racing thing. Polished off the afternoon with another trip around the river, different route, quiet growler day once again, and topped it off with 15 minutes of sprints along the soccer fields. The sievel bailed and had to watch Eli suck on a new level while Tiki carried the team on his back along with a solid receiving corps..oh well. He'll use that bike one day, have faith.....thats enough brain drool for today. No ride today as I washed my helmet pads last night, 2 went into the washer, only one returned...gone...so I have to find new pads to stink up