Happy Birthday Toad
Hi there,
People keep squawking that I haven’t been posting anything up. So now you can shut-up! AH HA
12 days of travel and I caught up with the Subie (stories in it’s own right - I could write books about the things that happen between the diary entries). They might make a diary entry later this week, though I doubt it.
Family - well they’re going.
I just did a Kelly blue book search on my Subaru. If the Condition was ‘Fair’ which it isn’t… it would be worth $200. I couldn’t link the results, but I think you know what I’m talking about.
So my deal is… if the damn thing has no monetary value, but keeps driving (and even though the Toronto - Ottawa Slog took 6h and $45 because of road construction, it was vastly cheaper than plane or train, not to mention that I got to cart along buckets full of my Krap. So there you have it. I keep pushing, and she keeps on rolling.
Sure she was overheating in the cool night air when we got into a traffic jam, and after driving the old girls smells a little funky now. Of course she smelled funky before, but this is a new- burnt oil- type of funk added to the fray.
Besides if I were to buy a ‘new’ car it would just be another of these girls in better condition. Then I could save on junkyard fees when parts on it broke, because I could just cut them out of my Currant El Subaru.
Racing. Well I finished the last two races, though the results don’t show it, and Peter Morse ripped off a win last weekend. I am starting my much needed detox, and have started training for the first time in 2 months. Rain is forecast for this weekends race … so rock and roll.
Detox? Yes much needed…. NIN sang songs about this (take your pick). I am drinking Kyoto Mulch for breakfast, and eating Raw foods, with a little grilled Caribou thrown in for muscle repair.
I have lost 8 lbs in the past week from riding/ detox. Of course I still weigh an entire bicycle more than my ‘race weight’ from last year, and am up 30 lbs from my lowest weight during my bicycle Tour. 30 lbs? Nope not a typo. Most of it came on in 2 weeks. Yes I had weird chest pains, and yes I was scared. I can also bench more 16 oz’ers than anyone in spandex save Big Johnny.
OK now I need to box up some ripped jerseys etc. and head off to the post office.
If you know of a possible job which doesn’t involve working… faatnaat (at) hotmail.com
