3:04 pmRide On
I am tired on my husband’s behalf. Tomorrow morning he is doing his first “century race” since taking up biking back in the spring. He kind of traded in running for a bike when he hurt his knee during the Salt Lake City Marathon. Now — after 3 months of diligent biking back and forth to work — he’s decided to go pro and do a century. Yeah, that’s a hundred miles, folks. (Actually, the course is 111 miles… but after a hundred, who’s really counting anymore?) So in honor of his latest athletic undertaking, I “carbed up” on spaghetti for dinner and now I’m conserving energy by sitting lazily in bed. On my fat butt. I do it all for him.
On a slightly hilarious note: the race is called ULCER. (That’s Utah Lake Century Something-or-other Race.) But honestly, could they not come up with an acronym that suggests that riding a bike a hundred miles (until everything from the waist down is numb… and I do mean everything) isn’t going to put you in the hospital? Yeah, Woooo! Come ride the ULCER! And scheduled for next month: the much anticipated CANCER (strangely, all proceeds go to benefit the Left-Handed Poets Society)!
Pics to follow… if I can find the camera charger.
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Wow to your man - and of course you, for the selfless support via spaghetti & sitting.
This reading about other people’s exercise exploits is about as close as I get to activity…
Comment by stephanie (bad mom) — August 9, 2008 @ 9:44 pm
ULCER and CANCER? That’s just kind of funny.
Good luck to your hubby.
Comment by Leslie — August 10, 2008 @ 8:09 pm