So who rests on Sunday?

@postaday 302; #postaday2011.

I am exhausted! I know I don’t have to get out of bed at 5:45 a.m. on the weekends and ride my bicycle, but I like to. Today I did about 32.5 miles, including Kamiloiki and Makapu’u hills before heading to town and Diamond Head. After yesterday’s easy ride at just 22 miles or so, I knew I was slacking off, so I decided to do the hills today.

Breakfast: A stupid white donut.

Fueled by a little coffee and a stupid white cake donut, I really felt the strain of climbing Kamiloiki. Honest to goodness, I felt like I was having a hot flash while doing the climb, which means I felt like I was going to black out and fall. But I didn’t. I never have. Hot flashes, what the hellas? I was getting them quite frequently earlier this year, then they stopped. My body doesn’t know if it wants to be a teenager or what. It’s as though hormones are the great gag gifts of life.

Here are today’s stats from my ride. Average moving pace 16.3 miles, and given I climbed some big hills (big for me), that’s a pretty good pace for me.

RANT ALERT: On the way back from Diamond Head, this guy driving tourists in a white van came very close to me on the shoulder. It set me off. So, yes, there I was across the street from the Aina Haina Shopping Center saluting that van. I caught up with it at the light by Grace Bible Church and I yelled, “ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?” I mean really, SCARING people on their bicycles is not a sport. And if you get off doing that, then you better reconsider your thrill thresholds. Honestly, do not think that I am going to let you get away with it. The fact that this driver, who would not turn his head to look at me, had every seat full of bewildered Asian tourists, was all the more reason I was going to really give it to him. Auto accidents are INCONVENIENT, but charitable driving gets everyone everywhere they want to be.

Awesome breakfast.

Oh, so why am I tired? Because after the ride, I made an awesome breakfast, and then I assembled the stew. We used the grill so the kitchen wouldn’t get even hotter on this hot, hot October day. It’s on the grill for another three hours. Nap time!