The last three days have consisted of some fairly intense training. And on Sunday I left the house at 7am, biked 20 miles to the Hill of Life, ran on the greenbelt with friends for 8 miles, went to La Madeline for breakfast, and then biked 20 miles back home. I had an extra 15lbs of gear strapped to my bike so the hills certainly felt "bigger" than they normally do.
By 2pm I was laying on the living room floor, freshly showered and completely exhausted. I had a tennis ball under one butt cheek trying to work out a knot. Leary was on the phone talking to the "Cruise America" RV rental people about renting an RV for RAAM. I was only half listening but my ears perked up when I heard Leary say, "It's for Race Across America. (pause) A relay team of four women over 40. (pause) Oh yeah, they are going to race it. These are serious women and they are really going to tear it up out there!"
At this point I started to smile. I felt anything but "hard core" at the moment and about the only thing I had the energy to "tear up" was maybe opening bag of really salty peanuts.
Thanks Leary for always seeing me as "hard core"even when I'm flat on my back in the middle of the living room floor.
