I lead a fairly boring life

Get up.
Write.
Get Jack up (or try to put him back to bed when he gets up too early)
Write more (maybe).
Ride. (Or work.)
Work. (Or ride.)
Sleep.

The riding isn't particularly noteworthy — I'm in full-on base miles mode. I just want miles and miles in the legs. I'm delaying the return to running, mostly because I know what my body feels like during the first week of running. It's fairly unpleasant, so I'm not doing it until I'm left without a bike on which to train. So, like, next week then.

Honestly, the most exciting thing right now is building Chris' bike. Her Trek 1000 is out the door, and components are arriving piece by piece. Right now I'm just waiting for the guts of the drivetrain — shifters, rear derailleur, crank, cassette and chain. The Force front derailleur from my Felt will return to duty thanks to a very conveniently sized clamp salvaged from my orange Madone.

Once that stuff is in place, it's going to be a quick build and a pretty easy fit set up, too. Maybe it'll be entertaining enough to take my mind off running. Yeah, maybe not.