For about two weeks, I had yesterday circled on the calendar. I was due for a rest week from the bike, which means I just relax and ride when I can. I have a few things to get done, but nothing too stressful.
Also, the dust has finally settled from the gigantic spring sale at the store. Things are reasonably back to normal, though getting busier by the day.
Finally, I had no writing projects coming up, so I had nothing planned but coffee, the sound of rain on the windows and PlayStation ...
and a 9 a.m. meeting at the store.
OK, no problem, right? Done by 10, home by 10:30, plenty of day left. But I had to go to the warehouse to get a bike. Then I had to track down the bike. Then a few things popped up when I got back to the store.
And when I looked up, it was 2 p.m. Sigh.
When I did finally get to fire up the PS3, I got my ass handed to me three times over. It happens, I guess.
Today is not a rest day or an off day. It's a full-scale ON day. Gotta vacuum (didn't do it yesterday) go to the store and write for VeloGear.com (been super busy lately) and then crush April's sales goal (we're getting so, so close).
After that, I'm climbing on the bike for a bit of Wednesday Night Worlds action. While I may contest the first hill, I'll be pulling off shortly thereafter. If you see me, I'm not blowing up — I just like sprinting up hills.
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