Erronious

Friday started the weekend with a bang. The church softball team won another one, and my excuse for not knowing the rules still works. Jason even got to play a round. I mean Inning. Got on base and everything.

I followed Friday with a graduation for Magan. You see her, next to that one girl with the black robe and hat on. As boring as this was, it was made beter by the graduation cake.

I've started high, and will need to go higher. Climbing at PQ will be nothing like the 50 foot tree here.

A hard days work, done inches about ground level. I'm planning on doing some higher workouts soon. I'll be super exausted then.

Oh, this picture was supposed to be first. This is what Jason and I did Friday. Taught Karate as an enrichment thingy for kids at the intermediate school. Jason goes on to play ball later, wake up, go win a National Sprint Adventure race, then drive and go finish up his Texas Mountain Bike series at X-Bar. This weekend is a 24hour at Camp Eagle.....I'm gonna be on the winning guys' team!

PQ training

The Fruits of a day's work. REST. Sleeping on the road seems dangerous, but the cars driving by actually help you sleep by killing the bugs that pester you.

Walking from New Waverly to Huntsville, via the Lone Star Trail. 20 miles in 5 hours. We planned on walking the whole time....we also planned on staying with others on the paddle and bike legs. Thats Dave logic for you.

We encountered some cool animals. This spider. A venomous copperhead. A couple of frogs, which Carlos ended up killing about 18 of them, by accidently touching them with his foot. Armadillo, which Dave still owes me a picture of him catching one.

The pack was heavy. I felt it yesterday. Still feel it today in the low back. Did you know a 70 oz camelback bladder weighs 4 pounds! I found that out. I also found that if you stop to take a picture of a spider, and the group doesn't stop, they get far ahead of you. And running a 6 min/mile pace after hiking 18 miles, with a 20 pound pack....well, 17 pound since I drank water, REALLY kills your legs and you totally feel it walking the 15min/mile pace.

So as far as training goes, this was great training for Primal Quest. We got a 10mile paddle. They did a 40 mile bike, which I opted out for. And we got a 20 mile hike. In all it took around 12 hours to complete, non race speed. SOLID.

I'm officially hooked on Flight of the Conchords. After Magan got me their CD's to listen to while driving the car. AND after she got me the first season DVD. I'm really digging the way Bret and Jemaine make me laugh. I'm going to try and learn the jiggle dance they do. Maybe even play the entry song on the guitar.

I guess if Mark ever comes home, hopefully this next week, we will be on to making our own band that writes cleaver songs. We could be named Something Cool. Or Something Like That. Or the Band That Has No Name Yet.

Ok, if anyone has beaten all the Star Wars Lego's, let me know. I have some issues with finding one blue canister in a couple of the levels.

Cinco De Mayo Holmes

Ariba. Aruba. The party for Cinco De Mayo was off the hook. Everyone that was someone dressed up. I had to leave early, which was too bad, because they destroyed a Dora the Explorer pinata.
Jason started his Best Sapper today. I don't know all the details, but it's 3 days of doing military tests. Shooting, tieing knots, and whatever else they do....like blow off doors. Good luck bro!
An ARMY of one!!!

Heaven NO, hells yeah!

The weekend started off with me trying to situate a packet pickup that was unnecessary for me on Friday. Driving 2 hours to pick up something for a race the next day just seemed crazy. A $20 dollar fee was worth it, I at least saved money on gas.
The CB&I triathlon, I had about the same time as last year, with about 30% less training. I swam good, for me. And actually might've killed a guy while doing so. I biked crappy, but still got the fastest split. I had no power. My run went good, for me. Running a 6:20 pace for a 5k. Thats about my top speed with no training, but I can do that for at least 10 miles.
I ended up 8th overall....I got beat by a girl, and a 50 year old. I was 4 minutes off 1st places time. I want to win this race, and next year, if I train hard, I'll get under 1 hour, and win the overall!!! I just need a reminder of how pissed I felt after losing(I got 2nd in my AG getting passed in the last half mile).
After the TRI, I talked to Sam and Brandon a bit. Had some fun, ate some food, and drove home to go to a wedding. I love weddings. Well, I love wedding cakes. Having been in a long term relationship, and being at the church where Magan goes to church, AND being at a wedding. It's a clear cut recipe for people to ask me the question. When will you get married? Have you set a date? Is there talk? I simply say "later". When they inquire more, I quickly change the subject to something I know I can carry a conversation with, but most people find it boring. I switch it to 1)dumb and dumber quotes 2)cycling or 3)some random topic like Peter Griffen off of Family Guy.
Later that night, {yes I was up at 4, and was doing stuff all day. } I went to Magan's house for a Ka-Bab. I told her she was the most beautiful girl in the room, and depending on the street, she was definitly in the top 3. And that she could be a part time model. I couldn't believe that I was sharing a Ka-Bab with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen with a Ka-Bab. Then we played badmitten.
We played to 12 points, and my team(Scooter and I) made a comeback from 10-2 to take a win. Don't forget, I already lost today, and was very motivated to right that wrong.

Sunday was the SS race. I HTFU, by using a rigid fork. I also wore an all black CW-X kit. Ah, I felt cool, while being so damn hott!

It was a great course for SS, and Dave and Justin toed the line with me. We started fast, and I was in the 5th spot going in the whole shot. Soon passed for 4th, with Alex 10 seconds up, Dave ahead, and Hill Country guy ahead. Dave slips up, and I get in 3rd. The last hill before the last road crossing, Hill Country guy is gunning it, and this being a place to pass, I'm unable to pass. He lets up at the top, an unpassable zone. I try for a road crossing pass, and I'm unsuccessful. I sit and wait the last curvy section and finally get around on the road(thanks Justin/Dave). Alex is 40seconds up, per Jurgens stopwatch.

I take off solo, and about 10-15minutes of smooth/solid riding, I catch Alex. I must've started sweating some, as my monkey butt hit hard, and I was soon pedaling like Fawley(legs out).

Alex must've had a bad day as, he just didn't seem to have his normal go. He let me pass on the last hill before the last road. I rode. He stuck with me the first little bit, but I'd open a gap on the rises(not climbs really, just rises).

The Last lap, was crazy. I had a 30 second gap(estimating here) and soon started to catch straglers. One lady crashes and I ran over her. I could see Alex behind me coming strong. I get back in the groove, and get out of site. Then I hit a tree. Hard. I'm laying awkwardly on the ground, and get up to have my handlebars turned 70 degrees off center. I adjust and ride them in around 5 degrees off center with a messed up front brake lever. Alex was quick to catch and ask if I was ok. I was a little sketched out, but managed to open a gap again. I finished first, but I couldn't walk afterwards.