Day Two: Discouragement

If you don't live in Colorado, you might not have known that we had wind gusts of up to 40 MPH today There was a high wind advisory where large trucks and semi's were instructed to avoid highways.

So here is your update:

Morning commute is coming along nicely- up at 4:50 a.m and on the road by 5:30 to make the bus. It's been pleasant and great way to begin the day with a mere 7 miles under your belt. Met an interesting guy on the bus who was looking for work and had all sorts of questions about the economy and where to find decent work.

Throughout the day, I checked on the weather and walked outside about an hour before I was to hit the road. At the end of the day, as my new routine is, I changed and got ready to hit the highway. No less than 5 people asked if I wanted a ride, which I declined. As I opened the door, I was pushed back by the wind. It actually made me step back into the brick wall of the building. I realized quickly I should NOT have unzipped my sleeves, nor should I have chosen shorts rather than long pants. At that moment, I decided to ride to the bus stop and take the bus back INTO Loveland, and then ride the remaining 5 miles home.

Except the 40 MPH gusts didn't think that was a good idea. I didn't even make it out into the parking lot before a gust of wind came from my left (the north) and absolutely almost lifted me right up off my seat. Another one came along and pushed me into the curb. Clearly, there is a saftey hazard here. In fact, there were large cardboard boxes flying across the highway.

So, I took a ride home.

Question of the day- Is it really Car-Free or Car Pool that I have going on?

The grandiose of all grand stupid moments of the day- Attempted to take the mountain bike out this evening to stretch the legs, only to slip into the stream of water- both feet submerged, absolutely soaking my ONLY pair of riding shoes.

Feelings of the day- discouraged. disappointed. disenchanted.

My legs are fatigued. My 'lady parts' hurt from the seat. I have realized I need a Plan B, and probably a Plan C and D. And F, just for good measure.

So in the words of Forest Gump, 'that's all I have to say about that.'

Tomorrow is a new day and (half-heartedly) cheers to that new day and the 34solo challenge.