Today is the first day of the Toronto bike show. I wasn't able to even get there , and I was supposed to be there working. I had another big job to do that I guess had to take precedence. I generally hate trade shows, but I have never worked a bike show before*. I hope the fact that I am surrounded by awesome Colnagos, Pinarellos, Cervelos, and BMCs will help wash down the unpleasant aftertaste of a 9 hour work day.
I am going to Marc's place on Monday night to spend some time in his training room and do some power measuring. We have a number we are shooting for. I pray I don't disappoint. Currently I am still training with heart rate and by feel. I am curious to see what kind of wattage I am putting out.
For dinner tonight I tried to duplicate a favorite salad from Terroni. It's baby arugula, with pan seared crimini mushrooms, hot Genoa salami , with melted parmesean cheese, and then I drip olive oil and vinegar all over it, with some fresh lemon. Of course, I have to top it off with a glass of Italian red., and a couple of slices of Ciabatta bread. You are probably thinking "Congratulations!!!! You've ruined that salad , that jerk forgot tomatoes!!!" Indeed I did. It was not as good as theirs, but still pretty good for a master of Kraft Dinner and beer.
Yeah, that just happened!
It's 5:20pm now, but after the boy goes to sleep I am going to fire up the engines and rip some cranks off my Pinarello downstairs. 90 minutes. Hammer time.
*Not true-in 1999 I worked for Party Marty/Black Flys at the Dealers bike show. Then we spent the night at System Soundbar. Man, I would die if I tried that kind of party pace again.
I am going to Marc's place on Monday night to spend some time in his training room and do some power measuring. We have a number we are shooting for. I pray I don't disappoint. Currently I am still training with heart rate and by feel. I am curious to see what kind of wattage I am putting out.
For dinner tonight I tried to duplicate a favorite salad from Terroni. It's baby arugula, with pan seared crimini mushrooms, hot Genoa salami , with melted parmesean cheese, and then I drip olive oil and vinegar all over it, with some fresh lemon. Of course, I have to top it off with a glass of Italian red., and a couple of slices of Ciabatta bread. You are probably thinking "Congratulations!!!! You've ruined that salad , that jerk forgot tomatoes!!!" Indeed I did. It was not as good as theirs, but still pretty good for a master of Kraft Dinner and beer.
It's 5:20pm now, but after the boy goes to sleep I am going to fire up the engines and rip some cranks off my Pinarello downstairs. 90 minutes. Hammer time.
*Not true-in 1999 I worked for Party Marty/Black Flys at the Dealers bike show. Then we spent the night at System Soundbar. Man, I would die if I tried that kind of party pace again.
