According to theorists, my legs officially began to atrophy yesterday (it takes just three days) and I have four more days until I’ll have to start the lactic acid resistance (is there such a thing?) from square one.
On September 1st I will be doing precisely that, because it is the date on which part two of the ride begins.
I am de-lighted to announce that a new cycling partner has been found. A new-old cycling partner, that is. Manna, whom we all now know well, has made the courageous decision to postpone his enrollment to grad school in New Zealand by a couple of months in order to accompany me on this adventure. Needless to say, I am ecstatic and will do my best to keep the cactus thorns out of his tires, the translations fluid, his Google Nexus One usage withdrawal at bay, and, of course, both of us safe.
Once we arrive at the border, we will most likely be taking a ferry around Tijuana to Rosarito or Ensenada in order to bypass the most heavily trafficked and hectic part of Baja. My former cycling partner, Robert, would never have betrayed cycling purism in this way, but I know that he, too, is happy that I have a new partner whom I know and trust and wishes me safety beyond all else. Right Roberto?
In the mean time, I will continue to atrophy here in the Bay Area, enjoying friends and family as well as the heat wave that hit yesterday (95 degrees) that gave me a brief preview of the weather that is yet to come.
Also, a portion of the funds raised from the “Frau Grogan” tshirts were finally donated to Habitat for Humanity, with a current grand total of $300 dollars. As Sarah would say: woot-woot!