Occasionally you have to revert to your roots. Screen legend Tom Cruise once said 'sometimes you just gotta say what the fuck'. So in complete juxtaposition to my training and eating plan I inhaled a plate of chicken wings and gave 3 drafts beers a good home. It felt good. Goddamnit , it felt great!!! It wasn't even great beer. Far from the Belgian strong beer to which I have become accustomed but our mere fancy free attitude made me really appreciate the warming glow that only nature's perfect beverage can provide. Although I am not by any stretch deviating from my training plan , I can't wait for my next night out with several glasses of Flanders sunshine.
If not, I will have to settle for a couple of bottles of Chimay to remind me to appreciate life, both on and off the bike.