reasonable expectations v.2: f-u hundee...

Yesterday sucked. The plan had to work to perfection for me to pull off the racing in Lawrence scenario (see previous post). My wife was taking the dogs up North with her to her relatives but I had to boogie right after my race on Sunday & drive to Columbus to pick the dogs up from her so she could go on a Niobrara excursion with her family. Plan fell apart because I never made it to Lawrence. So I get back to Lincoln before she heads North & I keep the dogs with me. Our dogs hate fireworks & every m-effer in our neighborhood is pulling out all the stops. Around 10:30 pm they are so tired from being stressed out they finally pass out, only waking up when the really big stuff goes off. So I'm so pissed off last night that I'm actually calm, a volcano ready to blow.

I wake up this morning still simmering & get ready to ride. At least the fireworks have stopped & I can leave the dogs for awhile. I roll out just before 7:30 on the CX bike, gravel should cure what ails me.

Wind is out of the NE, but this is an angry ride! I'm heading South, I don't want to start out into the wind & I don't care if I have to ride home into the wind, maybe it will release some of my inner turmoil.

Straight South on 38th, Beatrice bound with the wind at my back. Below: the sweet 4 mile stretch of MMR between Hackberry & Pickrell Rd.

The scenery today was amazing. You know its a beautiful day when even my camera phone pix look good.

Sun, rain, & chemicals...the corn is going nuts.

Stopped to visit with some of the locals...

After Beatrice I headed West into new territory. MMR everywhere. 120th & Chestnut area, 2 mile section.

110th & Cherry...

The MMR Trinity...110th & Cedar. A 3-way intersection of MMR!

To the East...

To the South, where I just came from...

To the West, where I'm headed. Freakin' gorgeous out! It was MMR for 2 miles after I made my decision to head West.

Before I left the Trinity of MMR I paused to pay homage to those who had been here before & to those who hopefully will visit this site in the future. I stopped & listened for a few minutes as I was overwhelmed by the sound of the wind moving through the corn that surrounded me. It was definitely a "moment". Angry ride? What angry ride...?