I’ve been kind of just hanging around the last couple weeks. Trying to get going good and catch up on some stuff I put off from travel. Like hanging some drywall, prunning trees, giving blood ect. Recovery type stuff! I’ve been riding abit better in training, so maybe things are going to be OK for the last half of the season. It’s always nice to have the Tour on live in the morning over breakfast.
I went to the doctor a couple times. Had a blood test. I waited over an hour for a 4 minute draw. They are way more interested in your drivers license/insurance card/bank account statement/prize winnings than actually helping you medically. It’s amazing how much blood they take. I thought they took too much, then they took more. I said to the guy, “do you actually use all the blood?” he said no. I said, “shit, I need that blood, can I have it back?” He didn’t reply.
There have been a ton of turtles on the roads this year. Maybe because of all the rain, but I can’t swear that is the reason. I have serious personal rules about encountering turtles when riding. I’ve seen way too many squished in my lifetime to ignore them. The short list-always move turtles out of the road when training. Especially box or green turtles. It OK just to kick a snapping turtle off the road. I actually don’t mind seeing snapping turtles not make it across the road. I hate them. They are super mean. But, if they are alive when you come upon them, then you have an obligation to move them. Moving turtles when racing is a different matter. You have to use common sense to decide if you have enough time to spare. Or enough energy to catch back on, depending on the situation. I’ve moved a lot of turtles during races. Most the time everyone will wait for me. It’s better to be in a break. Trudi moved a turtle during a time trial last Monday. She didn’t get her time back though. Bad call by the timers.
I raced twice in Nebraska this past weekend. I’ll post the results later today.
Man, there needs to be some sort of road turtle pro-rate. I have been moving them like crazy. I had the big Snapper a few days ago. You have to roll your wheel in front of them so that they look at that, then grab their tails and drag them backwards. They can’t reach their tales. This dude was a 50+ for sure. Big. I am sick of people just storming over them. Catch you down in Downers or sometime near. Ciao -Ian