Two Wheel Blogs

Yessireee... sure glad it's the weekend. This week's been one particularly heinous brand of hell for yours truly.

The stress levels at work keep ratcheting up as the hours and the workload increases. Ordinarily it's manageable because the days are longer this time of year. The weather's warm. A nice ride zeros out a day's worth of stress in just a few minutes. But not this week.

This week the weather hasn't been cooperating in the least. I don't remember a June as wet as this one has been.

Tonight my only alternative was my last ditch stress reduction workout - the trainer. I'd fairly worn out excuses for not riding at all: Too tired. Too stressed. Doing a strength workout (whether indoors or out, shovel in hand). Yeah, as much as I hate to admit it, I rode the trainer today, squeezing about 30 virtual miles of tempo sandwiched between work and a dinner party.

I'm glad I did, too. The hot apple cobbler topped with full-on vanilla ice cream ... not the slightest hint of guilt.