Clear my head ride.

Work has been leaving a bad taste in my mouth. After what they did last week to the team in Dublin I an finding motivation a really hard thing to find. I spoke on a call with the guys from Dublin and they are still doing their job even though the VPs are, well a bunch of lowlifes. I'm trying to deal with this the best I can. This will be the second department that I have lost. In the last ten years people have left, forced or otherwise but this one is as bad as the day the DACs department closed. With the lack of bonus's, pay cuts and furloughs is this really where I want to work any more? Its a tough one, the benefits are good, the work schedule is good and I have good relationships with people but the senior leadership is questionable.

With the mood I have been in getting darker and darker due to work and lack of sleep I decided to work the day and go for a long easy ride. The goal was 40 miles and just at a tempo that was enjoyable. So mile 1 I hit and killed a Prairie dog. I was and am gutted. The poor wee thing, they always run in front of the bike. This time I took my eye off the path and boom, it was done. So that was the end of clearing my head.

At mile 5 an expedition made eye contact with me and as I crossed the junction he pulled out on me. He also had a trailer. So I told him to go so bad things to himself. I was going to go another action too but thought that was good enough.

I cycled to highway 93, there is nothing like a 7 mile uphill ride to put you in a bad mood and my plan had been to carry on and then on the way home go another route to increase the miles. I got to the top and turned round and went home. I had no real interest in any challenges after the prairie dog incident.

So the extra 1.5 mile climb beat me up a bit and I only got in 33 miles. Nuff said.