Feeling tired last night, I decided to commit to doing a minor bike repair (spoke replacement) at 0500 this morning. Good choice: I went to sleep about 2200 or so, got up early, and took care of it.
There's a certain serenity to working that early. Even though The Lovely One and I were both up (her normal work shift is 2400-0600), it felt quiet. Maybe the world outside the house moves more than I think, and makes more noise than I suspect. The noisiest things outside this morning were birds.
You win some, but not this one.
Race day. I got to the race on time, though not easily. The Tercel broke down as I was passing the 200th street exit, and I coasted to a stop, assessed the situation, and rode for 30 minutes to get to the start line, still in plenty of time.
