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Purposely, John and I took it easy for today’s ride. I always have great ambitions for three-day weekends, and often I end up only riding two of the three days. But this time, I got to ride every day so I’m very happy about that.
We slept in and didn’t get out of the house until 8:45 or so! The sun was brutal! The traffic was like any other weekend day, except there were lots of loud and motorized La-Z-Boy recliners on the road. When we dipped into the valleys, John and I talked about some things. I’m catching up to him on the TV series Mad Men, so we were talking about shaking out picnic blankets, throwing beer cans, failing marriages and how promiscuous people seemed to be in the ’60s. It forces me to look back on the behavior of my parents and their friends at that time. Hmmmm.
I’m now making brunch for John and me. Kid1 is finishing up her homework, Kid2 is creating a new run sequence on SCRATCH, and I predict a visit to the pool this afternoon. I just know that means I’ll do a few laps. I’ll probably limit myself to 500 meters. I’ve now got to taper my training, what little there is, so I’m fit and full of energy for next weekend.
Because everyone wants to know what news is going on in the world, our journalist friends and family members are working, covering Labor Day picnics, breaking news and editing wire stories. John is one of them. Let’s remember America’s journalists as those whose industry never takes a holiday.
Lavagal 