One of those days...

We've all had them... payback for the Good Luck Days when we've just missed the rock that would have given us a flat, when tires hooked up again just before we crash, and when we somehow make it past the crash at the start of a race... but when the Bad Luck Demons visit... there's nothing you can do. So it started with a 3.5 year old yelling "Daddy Daddy come find me!!!" at 5:56am... going to be a long day.... Riding home from the kids swimming lessons.... tempo day and the weather looks pretty good... until 30min in.. Uh Oh... those are some pretty dark clouds and the temperature is dropping. Start the tempo and things are going okay... a bit tired but understandable. Finish the last 20min tempo session when... Uh Oh.... i'm out of water and food and i still have an hour to go... i can make it... Uh Oh... that nice tail wind i've been enjoying is now going to make it 1:20 to get home.... Uh Oh... starting to bonk... small breakfast and small lunch before riding.... Easy spinning gets me to a gas station for water.... but... Uh Oh.... forgot my money for a snack... i can still make it... Uh Oh.... the wind if kicking up and blowing harder in my face.... Almost home... all i can think about is a Coke and brownie... Chris Carmichael says that would be best... Uh Oh.... just flatted 10min from home.... great... call the wife for a pick up... Uh Oh... she's nowhere to be found.... Wobbly legs and fuzzy head finally gets the flat fixed... at least i brought a tube... Finally get back home.... stummble downstairs looking for Coke... only diet.... iced tea... only diet.... 1 last Ginger Ale ... phew... Now for my brownie... The only good thing about bonking.... i can have a second brownie... Glad today wasn't a race day.... :)~