The Guy competing in the State Cyclocross Championships.
I figure I should probably try to post on here at least once a week....
Last weekend was ridiculously social. My friend E. came over for dinner on Friday night. We had a great talk and I love it that my girlfriends can come over and feel free to have a completely open conversation and not feel the least bit self-conscious around The Guy.
She left around 9:30, so we watched a Nurse Jackie episode instead of Armacord, before we went to bed.
This man goes to every cyclocross race in Des Moines and tries to give people a can of Hamms while they're racing.
Saturday we woke up early. I dropped Stinky off on campus, so she could take her ACT's before we headed to Des Moines.
Sometimes people take a break from their races to drink...Even for Hamms.
I didn't race, because I wussed-out. It was cold and the race was longer than I'd ever done and the only few people who rode were super good, die-hard types and I didn't want to end my season being last. So, yeah. I know it was lame, but I chose not to. The Guy chose to and got 3rd in his category, even though he had to stop for mechanical problems.
The Guy finishing his last cyclocross race in the state of Iowa for the year.
After the race, The Guy and I went back to El Baitshop for lunch and a beer or two, before we drove back to Iowa City.
Some of our friends on the garage trainer ride party. What we do for fun in the Winter in Iowa.
In the evening, The Guy and I went to our friend J's house for a little wine drinking. Our friend's Ted and Katie were also there. We had a great talk, but I drank WAY more wine than I wanted. I have to be so careful and count my drinks, because I can't keep up with the big kids. But J. kept filling my glass when I wasn't looking and so I got a little messy (er).
The food was excellent.
Sunday started our VERY slowly for me. The Guy was amazing and took care of everything before our party. I slept a lot. I finally got up, took some Advil and a shower and was ready to cook. I made some soups and some corn bread and guac to go with the black bean chili. A friend of mine supplied Christmas cookies and fruit dipped in caramel, to counteract all my healthy. Gawd love her.
We had a crappy beer tasting (I abstained). PBR was the loser, followed by Schlitz and then Rolling Rock was the winner.
The garage trainer riding party ended around 7'ish, after some love was given to Archie. The Guy and I finished up the night and our weekend, with a viewing of Raising Arizona. I hadn't seen it in forever, and I was so glad I did. Perfect.