Sorry to have been lax with the updates. I’ve been waiting for something seemingly noteworthy about which to blog, and though something cool or interesting happens each day, often times they tend to just be details of the day and nothing I think anyone would be interested in. But since it’s been a while since I’ve written anything, I thought I’d just review the details of today.
My most faithful companion of late has been Brandon DelCampo… I love this crazy amigo of mine!
So today… weeeeshhh. Brandon talked me into swimming at FlatIrons at 10am Masters. BDC doesn’t wake up early, so 10a was the plan. “We’ll ride after we swim”, he said. About 9:20a I mounted my valiant steed and biked the 7 miles to FAC.
I am so out of shape that I actually swam in BDC’s lane (!!!). A 7-month pregnant Monica Byrn was in our lane, too … the girl was dusting us, pregnant! I kept laughing to myself that I was going to make up a ton of ground when she flipturned but dang she just kept flying. She was totally unfazed by that baby belly. To make matters worse, soon enough Brandon was in front of me, too. Good Lord. If B is ahead of me, I KNOW I’m seriously outa shape! 
I got out after 2.5-3k (11am) and went to stretch, do some PT and return some phone calls during the ‘expected’ 15:00-20:00 I would be waiting for Brandon to finish his swim. At 12:05pm I was STILL in the lobby waiting for his ass. Where was he???? Normally I am fairly patient but I was STARVED and wanted to get the ride done with. Finally B comes out, having been chatting with Monica after practice and declares, “I’m bonking. Lets go eat!” Thank GOD. As we’re walking out, he runs into a friend… of course my motor-mouth BDC has to stop, and he chats for 15:00!!! I am sitting outside waiting… Monica chats with me for a few before heading to her car …. finally I am hungry and PISSED.
I go back into the gym and interrupt their conversation, seething, “I’M GOING TO EAT MY F’ING ARM OFF!!!”
“Sharp, I’m so sorry – just go to my house and eat something, I’ll be right there.”
His poor friend probably thought I was a maniac but I didn’t care. We have all been there when we have gone too long without food…
Impatiently, I headed out, fully intending on eating everything in his fridge and hopefully leaving him a gift in his toilet, too. As I begin to pedal, I hear him calling my name… he is on his bike, pedaling fast to catch up… “I’m so sorry… we got to talking”… whatever! “It’s fine, honey, I just need to eat”, I say.
Brandon is serious about making up and says, “You’ve been waiting all morning for me. I am buying breakfast at Walnut Cafe and then we’ll ride.”
We refill bottles, load up at his house, and bike a mile to Walnut Cafe. When we get there we see Matt and Kelly Reed at a table outside. They motion to us and we quickly snag a table behind them …. chat chat chat …. still hadn’t ordered …. chat chat chat …. then all of a sudden we see Billy Edwards and Lara Cooper arriving. They see us and come over to join our table. “Can we join you? Have you guys ordered yet?”, Lara asks. “NO!!!!!”, I scream!
Chat, chat, chat.
I get a text from JZ that she felt good at Buff Springs 70.3(her foot has been a serious issue lately, but thankfully seems to be resolved. The beeyotch ran 2min faster than ever on that course, with relatively little run training) and I relayed the message to the group.
Kelly and Matt take off.
Finally, we order. Good LORD.
We all inhale breakfast and then Lara heads out for her flight to Austin.
Billy, Brandon and I ended up staying at Walnut Cafe and chatting for over an hour… so we were there forever….
The 3 of us then bike to Billy and Lara’s place so Billy could get his road bike and join us…. Once we’re there, of course, we dilly-dally and fart around.
Finally we head out on our 2-hour ride after 2:30pm….remember this ride was supposed to get going at 11:15am. I sit on their wheel… the two of them chatting without any breathlessness as I struggle to maintain their super-easy pace.
They were being nice and trying to make me feel good by occasionally saying, “You’re riding well, Sharpie!”, but my back was really hurting and soon enough they pulled on ahead.
I pulled into the garage at home at 5:09pm. I had been gone since 9:20am and had only trained for 3 hours total!!!!!!! It wasn’t really a ‘wasted’ day because it was fun hanging with people and just chatting away the day —– but I was gone ALL DAY and did nothing to really show for it. So not like me with my structured self…
An hour later Billy calls and says to get ready, he and the “McDonald brothers” (yes, the Aussie’s staying at his place and training) were swinging by to pick me up for dinner…. we meet Brandon and Cicely …. and stuff our faces with all-you-can-eat pasta on Pearl Street, and laughing hysterically during dinner conversation.
That was the busiest day where I have ever done so little in my life!
