It's March. It's 65 degrees outside. It's sunny. The trails are dry and in great shape. It's also the end of Quarter and I happen to work in Sales for a large software company. Not exactly the best time to think about riding. But I'm weak. I'm easily tempted. So yesterday, I had my head down and was burried with work and then it happened. Sometimes it's an email. Sometimes it's an IM. This time it was an IM from Dug. (Warning- Dug and I are both over the age of 30 and we tend to use full sentences and punctuation in our IM conversations).
Dug -"There is talk of a ride today at 4:30 at the EQ"
Me - "Not going to make it. I'm slammed"
Me -"who is going?"
Dug - "Sleepy, Elden, Brad, Sam, Banks and Jason"
Me- "Maybe I should get one last ride in this week before the weather turns"
Me - "Afterall, I deserve it. I've been going hard and could use a break"
Dug - "Pull the trigger man. You've earned it"
Me- "I'll see what I can do"
5 minutes later, I'm texting Dug from my car going 70 down the freeway telling him I'll be there and to wait.
It doesn't take much to push me over the edge. I hate the idea of missing a group ride. The only thing worse than missing a group ride, is listening to the conversation after the ride and pretending to be interested as they describe every detail.
This morning I got to work and the IM popped up again....
Dug- "Wanna do Scottie's Friday morning?"
Dug- "Supposed to get 6-10 inches of new"
I'm thinking of not signing into my IM for the rest of the week.