i'm sitting here, it's 1534 hours in the afternoon, there is a light coating of salt all over my body, i look frosted, my stomach is filing complaints, my legs are having a board meeting right now to see if they want to revolt and cramp or not. just got back from a three and a half hour ride through the desert. luckily, we started at 1115 in the afternoon so we got to ride in grueling heat. good times. i feel surprisingly great, my mind is tricking me so i don't realize how fat and out of shape i am.
yesterday was a good day. didn't do too much, did start out at the gym and lifted more weight than i have before, and felt great doing it. it feels wonderful to be going back to the gym. the highlight of yesterday was dinner. i purchased some super tasty fancy schmancy artisanal bread and made some tasty caponata, and we had that with a bottle and a half of very tasty wine.
so today, after drinking way too much wine and getting a solid four hours of sleep, i embarked on a long hot ride through the desert. i'm a fucking genius,the things i think are a good idea.
still, i did have a great ride, spectacular views, tons of fun, i feel worked but in a good way. i'm looking forward to passing out in about an hour, after my shower and another twenty or so glasses of water.
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