On the one day a week where I do my hour o’ stairs in the AM, typically that’s all my legs and knees will let me do. Yesterday, the hubs put my bike in the car and we had plans to ride in the evening. I had hours to wiggle out of plans. Come 6 PM, no excuse worked so I met the man and a friend at the Silver Comet. Pressure was on to impress the boys. 20 miles later, I was victorious!! Ya hear that?! I beat boyS. Granted Andrew probably let me win, but let me have a moment.
I would like to thank the Academy, Clif Shot Blocks and Eminem. The Clif Shot Blocks are legit. They give you the optimum dose of energy and don’t mess up the GI. It’s the perfect Jesse Spano “so excited” energy boost. It was hot as hades and these things were easy to chew and swallow. Tasty devils. Eminem, thank you for giving me the lyrics to push through. With no iPod I literally sang “Lose Yourself” at the top of my lungs. Go ahead, think about that mental pic. You only have on shot…
And I need some proper riding glasses. While Andrew’s second-hand Arnettes were OK, they slid off, fogged up and made me cranky. Riding sans glasses means hello buggies, ick.
Tri Tips and Tricks: Fiddle with your gears on the bike, the good and the bad, and stay loose on the bike. I death grip going downhill and it makes it harder. When your feet get heavy clipped-in, remember to pull with the whole thing. Lift!
Our pal that rode with us, happens to be (drumroll) one of Atlanta’s Most Eligible Bachelors, per Jezebel Magazine. Meet Michael, aka Fancy Pants. He likes fast cars, faster women and he’s fantastic at making fried PB&J quesadillas at 2 AM. Remember my ways to peer pressure friends into doing races, ladies and gents if you’d like to see Michael compete in our Tri To Beat Cancer, feel free to
pressure cheer him on in the comments.
You know, all this trash talking is going to bite me in the butt.
Any yummy ways you get the energy you need during a race? Do you think boys can be innately better than girls at sports?