Sunday. This is my Hump Day. I'm excited. Hitting the halfway point is always exciting. After today, everything will be moving downhill and I have Wednesday and Thursday off.
I did ride the San Remo route yesterday. 14 Miles. Slow and easy. I used to compete with myself, racing to beat my previous times. Not any more. Speed doesn't necessarily contribute to a good workout. One of the reasons I ride is for heart health. Cardio is great for so many reasons. My sitting heart rate is in the low to mid-50s. That's pretty good. On more than one occasion I've had a medical professional look at me quizzically and have had to explain.
Today's Father's Day. I remember my dad well, just not the year he died. I've never been good with dates. For years, I had had his birthdate wrong, and would call him a day late. Never once did he correct me. That was once, but I do wish he would have corrected me. Not once did he tell me he was born on March 20 rather then March 21. I don't know if that's a good thing to say about him or not. It's one of those questions I will ponder from time to time.
|An old pic of my Day holding me when we lived in Mississippi|