one week to go...

one week to go, and a quick glance at the last few blogs reveals that I might have an obsession: bikes. I didn't think my condition was this bad, but it might be. my good friend joe revealed to me the other day over breakfast that he wanted me to help him with his bike. not because there is something wrong with it that he can't figure out, but because it would make me "feel good" to help him with the thing needing fixing. I believe his exact words were " because i know you love all things bike right now".

in exactly one week i will be driving to ferndale california and setting up my tent in the fairgrounds. in one week +1 day I get to ride 'california's toughest century': 100 miles of craziness. hopefully in an equally crazy outfit to highlight the lunacy the whole idea. *WHAT WAS I THINKING?* Hopefully no one will mistake me for a true cyclist decked out in appropriate cycling attire: obnoxiously bright cycling jersey, spandex diapers, bright funny shoes, expensive glasses. Instead, I'll likely be wearing a frilly purple skirt, funky socks, a plain shirt and cheap sunglasses. I'm sure that my time will be so slow, no one will notice how much the extra material on the purple skirt slows me down.

The original plan was to go with a big group of people and dress up in funky shirts. The plan failed. I think i'm the only one riding the century, and certainly the only one dressing up. But it makes me happy to know that my dad will be riding the metric century with one of his buddies, (and possibly Jules!!). so, though i'll be finishing a few hours and a few thousand vertical feet more trashed than them, at least there will be friends to carry me to my tent when i fall over.