MRT

Got up early to get my sister to the airport, ok, I didn't actually drive her there but I did drive her 6 blocks down the street to dump her on the nearest metro. Gotta conserve energy, Al Gore would be proud. Since I was already up and so fresh from my 4 wonderful hours of sleep on my tiny loveseat, see I am not inconsiderate, I gave her the bed; I figured I might as well ride. As tempting as it was to get up and curl under the softeness of my supierior cotton sheets, the thought of sleeping next to my sister and waking up in some sort of awkward spoon position was enough to keep me at bay. Headed down to the riverfront trail at a pretty leisurly pace. A few miles in I started to feel better and really start spinning, I reached the chain of rocks pretty quick but was low on fuel as always so I had to make the trek over the the lovely cigpornboozomart or whatever that place is called. Opted for the big red powerade and a strawberry pie in parchment sleeve. This bad boy had a mega 500 calories and would keep me going for a while. Headed over to granite city where I found various pieces of white trash already drinking budweiser at 9 in the morning. Sadly, I was slighty jealous. This is day 2 and I already have beer envy. Well, riding around granite turned out to be a diesel exhaust inhaling shitbag of a ride so I tucked my tail and headed back to the trail. By this time the angry river has kicked up a nice headwind for me to battle all the way home. Stopped back at chain of rocks and tried to take care of business in the eco-john but it was hot as shit and wiping my ass with a brown paper towl was not going to treat my healing taint nicely. So, back on the bike and back into town. Didn't really hit it to hard, trying to save some legs for saturday to see if I can do my first century. 43.43 miles in total with an average that is too low to publish. Damn headwind.