Just for the hill of it

It looks like more of my posts are about the workouts than anything else lately. hmmm.... I think the afternoon swim is out today. Enough damage done. Sometime I've got to remind myself not to push so hard. Or not. It's more fun that way, right? I rode down to Fort Belvoir this morning. I had a few lessons learned from today:

• I need to bring more food with me next time.
• There's a perverse side of me that likes hills, and charging up them.
• I'm not competitive.
• When I say that I'm not being honest.
• Couches are powerful early in the morning. Sometimes more powerful than legs.
• There's a fine line between not enough breakfast, too much to drink, too hot, and too much food for what's going on.
• I learned that I can keep riding while all that water goes down the wrong airpipe, creating an instant fountain of water across the front of the bike. Good thing there weren't innocent bystanders around.
• While I prefer riding on the street I should limit that kind of activity to before the wall.
• Walls occur faster in the heat.
• I still can't decide who won, the wall, the heart, or the legs.

Well, it was fun anyway. Now it's time to run all the rest of those errands and things to do that pile up on the weekend. Something tells me I'm not finished racing around today.