Random, Just Random

Hmm, what has TPG been up to these days?  Oh, you know, stuff. Not blogging clearly.  Mostly because there hasn't been much to say.  Sorry y'all, I'll try to start doing more.  Not training for anything makes for one dull pink girl.

Last weekend was filled with fantastic friends and that is always a good thing.  Friday night I made the trek to McKinney, TX to watch Bike the Bricks.  I got there a little early to watch the first racers and eventually met up with the Frunners (and Frikers) for supper and to watch the pros race.  Um, wow.  The winning team (crossing the finish line holding hands, awww) nearly lapped the back of the pack.  Incredible.

Not having a flash, I didn't get any nighttime photos of the pros. Boo, bad blogger.

It was really nice to put on people clothes and hang out with my friends where everyone looked and smelled so nice, ha!  It is rare that we are all together like that and no one is racing!

Gretch, Mama, Violator, Marci, TPG & MK - my best girls.

Saturday morning, Violator showed up bright and early for our long ride to the lake. Which ended up being cut short because someone (me, it was me) had a flat and had to change it not once, but twice.  (my first spare tube also had a hole, goodness)  I can change a flat but I’m certainly not winning any awards for speed any time soon, so we rode shorter than anticipated due to the unexpected delay.  Note to self: start practicing changing flats.  Speed might come in handy during a race.

I love riding with Violator; she’s good company.  But I lucked out this particular day because I got to, ahem, chaperone a little bike date.  Mmm, hmm, I got all KINDS of skills, chaperoning included.  What can I say, I’m versatile.

Monday I got up early ready to race my first 5K of the season.  I was feeling confident and strong. This feeling did not last.  I had three time goals.  My A. I’ll be entirely thrilled and finally get the time I’ve always wanted goal, B. Eh, I’ll settle for a small PR goal and C. My, if I go over this time I’m just going to stop running altogether because apparently I’ve forgotten how.  Let’s just say I was much closer to C than I’m comfortable with.  Not gonna make any excuses; I’ve been slacking.  No more.  I don’t wanna see those numbers ever again!

Welp. That's all folks.  I promise to do something blog worthy this weekend.  Shabby and I are headed on a day trip so that should reward me with at least some really ridiculous photos.  You know, like this one.  I love this girl!