Cooked

Friday I approached a busy weekend with the calm of a seasoned veteran.

On Monday, with the four-day sale in the rearview mirror, I'm all worked up ... and also exhausted. It's a strange mix, but it probably has a lot to do with coffee and mint-chocolate Oreos.

It was a weird sale. Stuff I expected to see go on Friday didn't, and some stuff that had been around for ages was among the hottest sellers. Yeah ... I don't know why. That's just kind of how it played out.

This morning I have a few things to do and should really get them done and go for a ride. But I gotta tell you — I'm fried. I'm tired and groggy and have no desire to get on a bike. I have to go mail a package and should probably ride there. It's seeming more and more likely that I'll just stop by on the way to work.

Ugh.

Luckily, tomorrow is my day off. And there's a long weekend up ahead. Also, this is prime base mileage time anyway. All of my rides have been three-plus hours long lately.

So yeah, I'm tired. I'm gonna go drink some coffee and take a nap. Trust me, it'll work.