There are a lot of other things to do in the several hours of Ironman training. And just to name a few we would enjoy shopping, eating, cooking, baking, watching movies, reading, cutting the lawn, cleaning, laundry, sleeping, making friends and grocery shopping. And keep in mind the list doesn't end there and as you can see we don't ask for much. On this particular Saturday, Kelly should have spent a couple minutes making a pot of coffee. Yum. Caffeine. Right Kelly?
And although not every ride is fantastic, we made it through another 70 miler taking in the usual sights of Kaukauna, High Cliff, Lakeshore Drive and the faces of rusty-truck driving mullet heads who give the death stare. Why are they so angry at spandex???
With hydration replenishing systems lacking, teamdawnkelly also seeks out water refilling stations and as we crept upon the weeks previous sneak-in/sneak-out location, there was no sign of the orange golf cart and the signs had all indications that Candy/Cindy and Dales Cedar Creek Restaurant was CLOSED. NOOOOO!!!! teamdawnkelly was nearly in fear of complete dehydration. But wait, just as we look to the left to cross the highway, here comes a man driving an orange golf cart. "Are you Dale?" "Yes, I am." He welcomed his restaurant open to us and our water needs and wished us a great bike ride. Thank the biking baby jesus' for golf cart driving non-mullet heads who appreciate a little biking exercise.
And orange golf carts weren't the strangest sights that continued on our adventure. Saturday was the day of the dogs. They were EVERYWHERE! Barking on leashes. Barking in fenced in cages. Yipping as they ran along their farmhouse yard. With one dog nearly taking Kelly out from under her wheels, we came upon the happiest, fluffiest and biggest dog of them all and we'll call him Bernie. Bernie the St. Bernard came flying through a field like a white mist and he wasn't out to kill. Bernie wanted to be the "bernie" in teamdawnkellybernie and to this day, teamdawnkelly feels horrible about the look of disappointment in his eyes when we just kept biking without stopping to play. I want a St. Bernard. He would fit nicely in my 900 sq. foot house.
In the midst of the dogs, carts, pedaling and coffee drinkers sitting on their porches, we again pondered the question of what we would rather be doing. And this was the favorite part of my ride. "There are a lot of things I would rather be doing right now. Like laying around." - Kelly Jansen
Stay tuned for a little story about an early morning swim and Race the Lake 2010.
IM Cash Box Update: $172.75
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