I played hard all weekend and ate poorly. Yesterday, short on sleep, I opted to ride to work with no wind in anticipation of a 17mph tailwind on the way home.

Halfway through my 15 mile one way ride home I pass a house along the country road. The owners were sitting out in their front yard, they called and waved to me; startling me out of my stupor. I was shocked at how zoned out I was. 2-3 miles later I found myself in the middle of the lane! I wobbled the remaining ¼ mile to my turn off… I had a Salted Nut Roll in my bag so I stopped and ate that and tried to press on. A few hundred feet later I stopped and called my wife for a ride!

I’m blaming it on the strenuous activities, the poor refueling and the lack of sleep… but I also have made an appointment for a physical!