Sunday, June 27, 2010

Radio waves from space


Yo yo. I've been sticking with the vegan/raw food thing. I only cheated at a business lunch Wednesday where I had a vegetable burrito (opted for brown rice, whole wheat wrap, and tofu version of sour cream). Then on Thursday I was out sick throwing up. I think I got sick from too much juicing. I over did the vegetable intake I think. I don't know. I drink only water and an occasional green tea when I'm feeling wild. I dropped 4.5 pounds this week and I've been holding 164 for the past 2 days. It hasn't been too bad to adjust even though the diet changes I made are rather drastic. I'm looking forward to dropping all the unneeded weight before IMLOO, and mandatory if I don't want to place last. I'm chasing 150, or low 150's.

On Saturday I kicked out a 47 mile ride at about 6:45am to beat the heat. It was the Battle of Monmouth ride b/c I ride right through the battlefield as part of the route. Bad ass. It was night 'n day better this week over last week (same ride), I think mostly due to going early in the morning when it is cooler. I never noticed this crazy monument thing before this ride, but apparently aliens searched out THE most intelligent life forms on our planet (Jersey people) and started yapping to us via radio waves. Maybe they wanted to know why we let Snooki in. Anyway, what I thought was a water tower is actually a giant radio antenna or something so we can text message back to them that Snooki is what happens when you don't go inside when they start crop dusting. PSA: Go inside when they start crop dusting!


I need to get my bike mileage up fast so I can log 100-ish milers on the weekend. I need to invest heavy in my bike legs. I risked road side abandonment from full body implosion and scheduled a 75 miler this morning. I toyed with the idea of 90 but then wised up. I was scared even 75 was too much too soon. I took an extra $100 on the ride to pay for a cab home when I died. I'll tell you what, my butt is killing me right now, it hurt to sit most of the ride. Any new cyclist goes through that period where you toughen up your butt bones...some people go through it several times when they take too much time off...like me. But my pistons were firing for the full 75 miles and I really surprised myself. I'm quite proud of my effort and frankly a little impressed with myself today. This sets the stage for a 90 miler next weekend (I think), and that's the kinda riding I need to be doing right now. Welcome to the JoJo comeback show.


Rock on peeps. OUT!

4 comments:

les2320 said...

Nice to read about your training this weekend. Can't wait to hear about you 90 miler next weekend. Keep up the good work, you just stepped on the right track...GO JO JO GO, GO JO JO GO.....

Les

Anonymous said...

You do remember that when we lived in Tabernacle (I think you were about in the third grade when this happened), you DIDN'T make it inside when they were crop dusting the fields at the end of our road...or maybe it was the annual spraying to kill the gypsy moth caterpillars. I made you take a very long shower but I don't know if it was long enough to counter the effects.

Joe said...

I do remember Mom. Between all my exposures to DDT by crop dusters and the fumes from living above a non-ventilated nail salon through college...it's a wonder how I can even make it to work without drooling all over myself.

m said...

He's BACK!!! Glad to hear you're getting the work done day by day. a 90 miler, eh? Any chance you'll pass through Englewood Cliffs? We can ride up to Piermont or something as part of your crazy long ride.

If that's out of your way, no worries. the important thing is you get your mileage in.

Rock on,
Rooney