It's getting real

I went to Mexico as I do every year in early July. Had a great swim in Sayulita as my brother SUP'd nearby (I just don't like ocean swims when I'm alone) - we went past Playa de los Muertos, out to the point. Along the way someone came and nipped at the bottom of my foot, just to see what that big, slow white thing was. Not a bad swim, though it was hard to work with water as warm as it was. (I told Robert and Alexandra that NOTHING was cool down there - the furniture, the air, the pillow, the air from the fan, the water from the bubbler, the ocean... nothing. was. cool.)

It's full on summer time

It's a gorgeous Tuesday morning, a cool 70-ish degrees in the shade and a clear blue sky. High today is supposed to be in the 90's; I have a reasonably long ride (3 1/2 hours) scheduled and I'm going out as soon as I get videos from Ironman Cairns in production.

Meanwhile the nice cool part of the day is slipping by...

Tacos Rapidos

if only there were
Tacos Rapidos nearby
I would go there now

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Georgia haiku

Ran in Dunnwoody
Serenaded by some frogs
Drank in oxygen

Another San Francisco haiku

tequila last night
poor nutrition this morning
make the hills less fun

A San Francisco haiku

hills and oxygen
eucalyptus scented air
in Golden Gate Park

Track haiku

new form of madness
track workouts at five thirty
finish before dawn

Cuba journal - last day

Remember that prayer I made about hoping not to have GI issues on this trip? My prayers were answered! ("No," said God.)

Some time around lunch yesterday I noticed that I was not feeling all that well. Thought it was just fatigue, and that a good afternoon nap would set me up for another night on the town - but no: I have diarrhea, if nothing else.

Cuba journal - Sunday

I woke up from a long, restful night of badly needed sleep about a half an hour ago. Went upstairs to check on my gear that has been hanging on the line from yesterday's SoakFest and to my surprise and delight it's all pretty much dry, backpack included.

Every time I woke up in the night I was aware of some scratchiness in my throat. I'll be surprised if I don't come down with a full-on cold; that was a lot of exposure to cold and rain yesterday.

I'm so proud of Jessica. Been thinking about that. I have no idea what it's like to be one of the Fast People.

Cuba journal - Uday's rough day

Friday night

Uday had a rough day today.

Uday Mehta is a radiologist from Chicago, and he's part of he USAT group. We all met this morning at Peter's bike shop where most of us were renting our bikes (Uday brought his own) and we headed out for a ride. Among our group were several Cuban boys, probably 12 - 14 years old, doing very well on their kind of ratchet old bikes.

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