My Cleveland

Sep 02, 2002 00:27

Shades of last year: I semi-swore I'd be in bed at midnight, and get a full eight hours of sleep in order to be rested for the following day. It is half an hour past midnight. Maybe I don't need eight, but I do need to be rested. Later today I'm leaving Ann Arbor on two wheels for the ride of my life, the Tour de Washtenaw, a bike circuit that ( Read more... )

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ruakh September 1 2002, 22:55:08 UTC
What's with the subject heading?

"My Cleveland" ??

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another explanatory sidebar enigmaticblue September 2 2002, 12:58:25 UTC
The subject pokes some amount of fun at the exceptionally strict training regimen Sunil forced upon himself earlier this year while he was in training to run the Cleveland Marathon at the end of April. I justified not going out with my friends last night by writing off the eight hours of sleep the night before a lengthy bike ride as "my Cleveland".

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ruakh September 2 2002, 22:06:17 UTC
Okay.

That just confused me, because I didn't realize that I wasn't your only connection to Cleveland, and couldn't see what I had to do with it.

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Down, but not out in Cleve- err, Ann Arbor (!) enigmaticblue September 3 2002, 00:05:37 UTC
Followup to the "My Cleveland" piece: I elected to withdraw from the race due to injury. After 45 miles, I entered Saline from the west, and encountered the same construction zone which put us at ill ease the previous spring, during the Habitat for Humanity bike tour. This time I tried to ride the blocked off lanes as much as possible, the famous Michigan orange construction barrel separating the future lanes from the current cramped ones. And so it was that when the pavement before me dropped off six inches, I veered left to re-enter traffic flow, clipped a barrel, and sprawled off. With the instinctive reaction of both arms, I nearly broke my fall. My chin bounced off the pavement nevertheless. The resulting gash is somewhat smaller than a dime, and discomfortingly deep. It looks worse than it is, which is essentially to say I don't feel pain, just the exasperation of trying to find a way to stick an adhesive bandage onto my chin so that it holds for more than two hours.

Won't classes tomorrow be a treat!

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