This past Friday I had my last rest day until Christmas. To get the desired mileage I’m aiming for, it’s pretty much necessary to ride everyday for the next week and a half. Either that or hit up some 8 hour rides like my main man Neil Shirley is.

“Um… Nah”, said my butt to my brain.

In recent years, I’ve grown to love rest days. I used to hate them… in a time long, long ago when I new nothing more than a life filled with everything pertaining to “The Bike”. But now that I’ve found that life has more to offer than just pedaling around in tight clothes, I find rest days to be some of the most productive and enjoyable days.

When the training schedule is best defined as “burly”, it’s hard to do much more than train and then sit on the couch in an exercise induced stooper with thoughts of cookies and brownies dancing through my head. So… needless to say… I don’t really get much “real world” work done. With every added day of training, a few more items get shuffled to the To Do List. Then, come a rest day, it’s time to work through this lengthy To Do List….

Bills, Cleaning, Phone Calls, Bike Maintenence, nap time, School Work, Errands, Christmas Shopping, more nap time, More Errands, Chiropractor Appointments, and so on.

Before you know it, a rest day can turn into more work than rest… Hmm… Better add another nap to the list.

Also… word on the street is that Michael Dwayne (or Duane… I forget) Creed is heading south to the Casa de la King for a little Pre-Christmas training camp. Last time we hung out for an extended peroid of time, we found ourselves on a sugar free jello diet, by day, and on the roof of a 1920’s bungalow with a water balloon launcher, a carton of Grade A eggs, and a high powered spot light, by night.

I think I’ve experienced some personal growth since then, so please rest assured. But… old habits do die hard, so we’ll see if any of that sweet, sweet jello makes it’s way into the fridge.

If it does, it’ll be right next to the eggs.

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