Quick notes

When and how, exactly, am I supposed to go grocery shopping when the Tour de France is taking up my every evening hour? I know, there was a rest day, but I was having one of my more interesting reactions to these antibiotics that night, so actual movement was out of the question. They’re taken once a day, and the first few hours after a dose are always interesting. Anyway, last night, Tyler Hamilton joins a breakaway very early into the stage, and incredibly, he stays with it and keeps the lead forever. Unheard of for a major player to do that, and you can bet they’ll never let him do that again. And you could see how much pain he was in from his fractured collarbone — his was not the calm face of Lance Armstrong. An amazing ride. Armstrong and Ullrich maintain their time separation of 1:07, the race gets flat for a few days, and it all comes down to the time trials on Saturday. First time I’ve ever been able to watch the TDF, and it’s apparently one of the greatest of all time.

I actually ran yesterday. Embarrassed to say how long it’s been, what with the rain and the heat and the sickness mmmmGLAVIN!!! (to quote Lileks quoting Simpsons). Started out in a light, delicious rain that felt just great, but then it started to heat up and muggy up, and by the time I was done, an invisible sun was punching UV through the mist and it was one of those days when you could get a sunburn even though it was dark. Got in a good 45 minutes in the zone, had to ice up a little last night and I’m a touch sore this morning, which is good in that it means I actually worked some muscles. Would have gotten out for another run this morning, but it’s raining pretty hard.

Coming up this weekend: Two birthday celebrations! Eighteen seven-year-olds running around my house! High school class reunion (note to self: lose 6 pounds; experiment with caffeine/Rogaine mixture)! And the final time trials! Can I get a woo and a hoo?