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Apparently, there was a deluge while my family was at Hawaii Kai Towne Center, as they got a kick out of sharing the details of the event with me when I got home from my ride. They asked if I got rained on. I didn’t! I got sprinkled on just about everywhere, but nothing substantial. Nothing like bucket-over-the-door downpour! Thank goodness! I don’t mind riding in the rain, it’s just that no one in Hawaii knows how to drive in the rain, especially a driving rain. So I’d rather not be sharing the road with the overly cautious and the overly impatient.
I woke up this morning and the earache had gotten worse, so after my ride I went to the doctors and got ear drops and antibiotics. After John took off for work, I made myself a sandwich. This morning’s yogurt didn’t require much chewing, so I didn’t realize how bad this earache was! Yup, chewing was difficult. I’m thinking it might be wise to make a pot of soup for dinner.
All this means that my plans for attending a free ocean-swim clinic at Hilton Hawaiian Village tomorrow are dashed. I’ve decided that I’ll ride my bicycle there, listen to the land lesson and tell Coach Joe Lileikis laters when they launch into the sea.
I know I bellyache about the winds a lot, and the hills, and doing the hills in the wind, but there they were again. But I can really tell that I’m getting stronger. I still heave and my heart rate hit 173 today, but I feel as though I am getting stronger.
My stats are at Garmin Connect.
I left the house around 7 a.m. and got up Kamiloiki and Makapu’u hills without strong, handsome escorts who can stand up and discuss the roadkill with me while climbing. I love them, I hate them. LOL. It’s always a treat when the people who pass are pleasant. If I spent enough time with any of these handsome men, I’d probably pair them up with single girlfriends I have. Or boifs. I have all kinds of friends and I want them all to be happy.
The best thing about my ride is going down Kamiloiki or Makapu’u when Team Jet or TryFitness or Team Bocca are coming up. They would all pass me, I’m sure, but, since I’ve already had my hurt, I just tighten up and ride like the wind!
Lavagal 