Well, my weekend has begun. I had planned on sleeping in this morning, or, to be more exact, I didn't set the alarm thinking I'd wallow in the warm sheets for as long as I wanted. But, I have dogs. While they have no problem lazing around, they are creatures of habit. At about the same time every morning they need to be let outside to drain their little bladders. And, because there are chores needing to be done today, I ended up getting up at my standard time. Now, as I type this, they are back on the bed snoring away.
I signed up for a subscription to Tacx last evening, Garmin's cycling software which is similar to the Rouvy cycling software. I wear a Fenix 3 watch / HRM, I ride on a Garmin trainer, so I figured I might as well subscribe to their software. This morning I will be downloading a number of rides. Right now I'm downloading the ride labeled Tuscanny / Florence so this afternoon, hopefully, I will be able to put some time on the bike.
Yesterday, as I was standing in our rolled carpet aisle, I saw an older gentleman walking towards me wearing one of those ubiquitous little red hats worn by the brain dead supporters of the Idiot Jerk in the White House. I know some of you haven't had the joy of meeting these individuals yet, but I have on several occasions. They are always older, white males desperately yearning for a return of those days before "Julia" graced their TV screens. Oh, and they are always looking for an argument; the Idiot Jerk in the White House has emboldened them. Their entitlement show through their thin skins and they are bitter. Anyway, as this gentleman approached I steeled myself since they like to get close, knowing their little red hats are a taunt... except his hat looked different. True, it was red, but something else had been stitched across the front. When he was close enough for me to read the words clearly, I couldn't help but smile.