Best Laid Plans

All week long I was looking forward to this weekend. The weather was finally supposed to be warm and I was going to get reacquainted with my bikes including my first mountain bike ride of the year. That, of course, was not the case.

Since my mountain bike has been on hiatus all winter I knew it was going to need a little work to get it back on the trails. I spent part of Friday trying to get things dialed in but realized that I needed a new rotor on the rear wheel. I had some obligations downtown on Saturday so I decided I would visit my local bike shop to procure the necessary equipment. I figured I would spend Sunday morning getting the bike put together and ride in the afternoon.

When Sunday morning rolled around, things didn’t go as I imagined. First, I spent way more time than I wanted getting my bike taken care of. By the time I finished I didn’t feel very motivated to ride so I thought I’d hit some golf balls instead to get my game figured out for the season. When I arrived at the driving range I noticed it was completely torn up and was being redone so that was a complete waste of a trip. With two big fat strikes I thought I’d take advantage of the light breezes and go to the park with my kite. That was reasonably successful until the wind stopped blowing.

With all of these failures behind me I decided this was some kind of a sign and so I did the next best thing and watched golf. It was much more exciting than it sounds and was a riveting final day with lots of ups and downs. That was followed by a nice meal with the neighborhood folks. I guess things ended much better then they began.