Shit...I hate it when I get like this. I really try to avoid it all costs, but sometimes it just happens. Not too sure what set it off. Everything anyone did at work bugged me in someway, ugh. Not good. Cause you know I'm perfect...ha!
The bike I was working on, which should have been a breeze, was making me feel like a newbie mechanic...that may have been the start of my pissiness.
Then I realized I have two scheduled events for work (River Ride where I get to play mechanic for a few hundred riders (hopefully not all Magna's) and a cub scout rodeo) that fall on the Almanzo/Royal 162. What?! As it stands I don't think I will be able to partake in the Almanzo weekend. Super bummed and annoyed. The icing on the cake, as they say.
So the avalanche of feelings come falling down. Feel out of shape, flabby (can't say fat or Jenna jumps all over my shit), sorry for myself (insert violin music), angry, and on and on.
Tomorrow is a new day! Currently looks like I'm riding the night ride from the shop, but even those make me crabby. You know if someone makes me work harder than I want! I need to get over it. Nah, I am excited for the ride, which hopefully will be on the Giant TCR Advanced SL 2....saweet.
Sorry for the downer.
In other news. If I truly cannot do the Almanzo/Royal 162 I will map out a 200 mile gravel ride of Stearns County...mark my words. And of course to be ridden alone!
The Hermit Rest...Out.
4 comments:
Sorry you're having a crabby pants day. I hear ya, sometimes they just sneak up, and once you're in one everything seems ugly. It's a good thing tomorrow is a new day - hang in there. And I'm sorry if I overstepped by telling you the what's what about feeling fat :( I just want you to be happy and healthy. Be well.
Ha...no worries mate. I need your reality check more than not. Keep it coming, don't hold back.
cause you know...I be crazy!
The crazy is why you are Brian's bestie. (auto-correct wanted that to say beastie - probably more accurate!)
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