SportSaturday

Saturday usually is a bike and play day - play being hanging out with the C and running errands. This Saturday was just a bit busier. The C headed South to check out the girls camp venue for this year since it is a new one. We got up at 6 and I hit the trainer by 6:50 AM while she got ready to go. She took off towards Corvalis at 8 AM and I rode another hour on the trainer. At 9, I stopped and got ready for Craig's basketball game. We got there in time to warm up, shoot free throws, and play the game. We won our third game of the year on some timely free throw shooting and great defense, holding them to 19 total points.

By 11:15 AM, I was back on the bike, riding towards Chehalem mountain. I set a personal best to the top which was a surprise. I was motivated by this younger rider coming around me right after the Bald Peak turnoff. I stayed just off his wheel and pushed to get to the top. I felt winded and the legs were tired at the top but the personal best always feels good. I guess the two hours on the trainer and the stress of the basketball game was starting to take a toll. Down the backside of the Chehalem is always fun - the corners are not tight and it is a four mile cruise. I did push the pace down the back side. The young buck had stopped at the top for some reason. I'd like to think that I pushed him up the hill as he dragged me up the hill and wore him down but if he got back on the bike, I wasn't about to be caught. The next ten miles was just rollers and then I hit the Kruger road climb and up the back side of Gibb cementary. My legs let me know that they were not happy with my ride choice. All told, I rode a little over four hours, right on schedule in my Solvang prep.

I did get home in time to change into my basketball clothes and head out to the Stake Center for Stake basketball. We had only 6 players but the sprinting and cutting was good for me - a change in pace from the riding but my legs were tired. I was still able to score 15 points in our win. On the way home, Craig starts talking smack about taking me on in 21. I couldn't let that go. So after parking the car, we get on the bikes and head to the park. We play another hour and a half of basketball. When I got home, the C had got home, I showered and we hit Chipotle for a fat burrito. The burro hit the spot, filling that void left by all of the sports. Nice!

All told - a little over six hours on the bike, five and a half hours playing/coaching basketball. Solvang (and some vacation) is only four weeks away.