If you can dodge an MBTA bus....

You can dodge a ball!!  Dodgeball tournament tomorrow in school. 

This is the second annual tournament and it is a blast!!  I think this year we have two teacher teams.  It's a great fundraising event, and where else do teachers students get to whip balls at students teachers?

Tomorrow I will be biking to school as well.  Tonight I'll figure out what bag I'll be taking, pack everything up, put a blinky on the bag and I'll be good to go.  Let's just hope I get up early enough... well I GET UP early enough on a regular morning, let's hope I get my ass in gear fast enough to make this happen.

Yesterday we had a presentation for the juniors and their parents about college... at 7pm.  School ends at 2:30 and traffic to and from Boston between those times is horrendous, so what to do?  Ride of course!!

I hit up Foxboro as I figured trails would be wet and there is enough interesting fire roads to keep me busy there.  On the drive in I peeked through the woods things were looking pretty dry... is that possible?  I didn't really want to risk the increased chance of a crash with wet roots and rocks on the tight twisting singletrack since I had to be back at school for the presentation so I figured I'd still stick with the fire road route anyway.  That lasted about a mile.  Things were looking way too good to pass up.  The trails had an amazing tackiness and the roots and rocks were damp - but not enough to induce any serious slickness. 

At the start of the ride my legs felt dead... something about hitting it hard for a few days and then resting too long just kills me.  Before too long my legs joined the game and I was flying along the trails.  With the singletrack being available I rode to get lost - no route in mind.  And it turned out to be a pretty sweet ride.  I ended up double back on a couple trails but it was fun. 

All around great ride, well, minus the humidity which left me completely drenched as I got back to the pterodactyl.  Showering in a high school locker room... I cringed at the thought of getting a wonderful case of foot fungus from the shower, but an entire can of axe wasn't going to do the job - nor would I want it to.

And the weatherman is a...

Annie made, what turned out to be, a wise decision on Saturday.  Maybe it was optimism taking over but the warm sunny weekend I was expecting turned into a foot freezing ride on Saturday.  Annie bowed out opting for the comfort and warmth of the couch as I loaded my bike onto my car.  Already I knew it was going to be a cold one but figured by the time I got to the trail (shooting for noonish) things would be PERFECT.

If you can dodge a wrench...

Leaving the gym today someone was cooking, and my legs definitely smelled it!

Remember when Dwayne Johnson was The Rock?  And how he would ask "Can you smell what The Rock is cooking?"?  Yeah, well apparently I remember and that is all thanks to a kid we called "butters."  See Butters used to love that stuff and would constantly watch it... anyway, for some strange reason I thought of this while leaving the gym and thinking how every muscle in my legs were definitely feeling used.