Tuesday Pace line

Well theres been a lot weighing on my mind these past days.

First and foremost the semesters almost with 17 credit units of classes there is no shortage of papers, mid terms, and stress in my life.

Then Recenlty Caitlin's Ginea pig has been sheding a lot and Ive been having a really tough time breathing.

Then there is the stress of being a full time student with part, part time work. Being broke all the time is not fun...

Then there is the bike situation- For those who do not know the bike I ride is great. Its a 99 Giant TCR advanced, Aluminum frame, ultegra. However that being said, its very old and everything is very worn. It seems like something new breaks everyday. Thanks to the generosity of friends and team mates it is still however very ride-able. Although fully loaded with a bike bag two bottles and the heavy PT hub and rim in the rear the bike weighs in around 26 lbs!!! Now that's freakin heavy. Its a great bike and like I said very ride-able, but it is anything but reliable. So right now I am trying to scrimp and save every penny for a new bike when the team puts in its order in 2008. But bicycles are expensive. They also have become a focal point of my life. I train anywhere from 16 to 26 hours a week. I'm more then willing to spend the money. The problem is the money just isn't there.

These are problems that occupy my mind and hijack my streams of thought. The stress of it all, the contentment, the impossibility, the complicity. Problems become astonishingly hard to solve and the negativity, despair, and stress seem to feed into each other.
Then I take the next indicated right action. Which just happened to be to put on my kit, fill my bottles, and head out to Fairview and Cathedral Oaks for the Lunch team ride...
By the time the train gets rolling the problems of the real world seem to fade away in the suffer fest that occurs trying to hold Marcos wheel.
keep it smooth
doing good
this isn't too bad today
My cadence is better
I wonder If ill have enough to stick it out down Glenn Annie
My turn to pull- that came fast
keep it smooth
I have to turn
I hope I'm on the outside
I hate turning
Jump back on
make contact
rest
wow it just got surgery
damn, no ones pulling through I jumped to hard
Shadows coming up fast on the inside
I'm toast
Yeah I'm toast there they go damn
Turn around early
there is Marco
idle chit chat
wheres the gang
here they come
Am I in the way
Damn I wish i could handle my bike like Marco
damn I cant breath
probably the guinea pig
there they go better focus
I better move up on the inside and pull through
it just got a little windy
I feel pretty good today
I wish I could breathe
Ron's position on the bike looks funny
i wonder if its faster
It has to be faster then mine
jump back on
Are they gonna roll the stop
SLOWING
ROLLING
gotta get around Edd
Jason's wheel
I like Jason's wheel
I think Im gonna jump now
Here it goes
maximize da burn baby
nobody else went
I won the sprint
there wasnt a sprint
I always win the sprints when Im the only one that sprints
I wish someone else had gone too
But it also feels good to be first
These guys are fast
anyone of these guys could've beaten me if they tried
time to go back
man I cant breathe
what a good ride
Im gettin better. I like getting better. It feels good.
Uh oh here they go again.
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I arrive home and after I pull off the sweaty spandex, take a puff off the old inhaler, and pour a box of Cheerios into a giant ceramic bowl, followed by a quarter gallon of skim milk, I realize that the problems in my life are quality luxury problems.
Got to take it one step at a time.
Show up where I am suppose to be, take the next indicated right action and stay out of the results.
Things will work out.
They always do.
One way or another.
Whether I like it or not.
But exaclty how they are suppose to.
Man I love cycling.