Friday, May 16, 2008


You might have heard it if you were in the vicinity of 14th and Durham yesterday afternoon. It was the sound of me blowing up! I stopped for the traffic light on my afternoon ride. As I put my foot down I realized I felt like I was drunk! Almost dizzy and a stomach that was doing dances in my belly. Uh-oh. How does one bonk a mere 3-miles from the house? By not eating properly that day!! I'd only had about 450-calories, most of that for breakfast, but somehow thought I'd be OK. Dumb on my part.

I downed two Clif Shot gels to no effect. An immediate turn to the house was all I could manage. The anaerobic intervals didn't get ridden. It was couch time after a cool shower and a nice big fat meal!