What an ominous-looking day in SoCal. From Balboa Park in Encino to Simi Valley, threatening grey clouds and the wind competed with each other for intimidation supremacy.
Fortunately, the Fortius group started our group ride early enough to avoid the raindrops. My teammates had a six-hour ride today, or approximately 85 miles. I was lucky, my assignment was "only" four hours with a brief 15-minute run thrown in at the end.
I accompanied the group to Simi before they turned left at Los Angeles Avenue towards Wood Ranch and Thousand Oaks while I continued straight to visit my parents.
That's where the fun began.
I was so excited to see my folks and surprise them that I forgot to take my keys out of the front door lock.
You can imagine my surprise when I arrived back to Encino two hours later with no keys and eight voice mail messages from my parents.
Fortunately, my dad was nice enough to drive out to drop them off, and I bought him and mom breakfast as a humble, embarrassed thank you.
The part in between though, the actual visit, was great. I enjoyed a quick snack of berries, chatted about the pseudo-high school reunion I attended last night and terrorized mom with my camera. I promised I wouldn't show the picture below, but I honestly don't think it's that bad. Do you?
I was supposed to show the latter image instead, since it highlights my mom's real pride and joy: her new kitchen.
Back to the ride. Despite yesterday's trail run and swim, I felt pretty solid on the bike. The Santa Susana Pass climb becomes easier and faster each time I make it. The descents do too. I was certainly ready for the ride to be over by the time the four hour mark ticked off on my heart-rate monitor watch (NO, not the Garmin. Soon. Honestly.). Overall, I was pleased with my performance today. Door-to-door from Simi to Balboa Park on my return trip, with several traffic stops and two brief snack pauses: one hour, 56 minutes.
I'm definitely ready for a nap now though. Or an Epsom salt bath. Or a massage. Or bon-bons.
Just anything but more exercise, OK?
Especially if it's going to rain.
275 days and counting.