|One of my favorite people: Kim, the NICA Race Director,
sporting one of Juju's Bula hats
|At least I got to perfect my pisco sours while weather-stranded
Thanks to the postponement, our first NICA race thus came on February 3 and 4. Warda (about an hour east of Austin) is a loooong way from Lubbock. The beemer's odometer showed 911 miles when I finally got back after four days on the road. I was lucky enough that my friends Jay and Campbell offered me to stay in their historic house in Belton (just outside of Temple), both going to and coming from the race venue. As it was, they were off on a trip to Cabo, so I got to enjoy the place in the company of only the nekkid cats and Buck, the ginormous Great Dane or whatever breed of horse he may be.
Rain had led up to the Warda race weekend, and when I arrived at Bluff Creek Ranch on Saturday things were damn muddy. But as they like to say, "it drains well," and the about 450 south division student athletes had a great season opener. (Our league has grown enough to split Texas into two series, with a combined State Championship race in May.) On Sunday, it was sunny, the races were fair, and everybody seemed to be smiling.
|Megan, JJ, and Kim (from left)
|We are in Texas, after all....
I spent the next 10 or so days in Lubbock, trying to keep control of my live oak's leaves that continue to keep falling at a steady rate. The weather improved somewhat, allowing a few more rides; I enjoyed numerous good meals and a fair amount of red wine, and soaking in my Jacuzzi became my normal evening ritual. Believe it or not, I even watched the Superbowl. No comment here on the entertainment value of this American ritual.
The past three days I have been back in Lubbock, riding my daily 36 miles, alone or with my buddy Smitty. The weather has turned spring-like, with the temperature topping out at 82 F today. Unfortunately, the wind blew at 27 mph by the time I limped home. I'm getting too old for this crap.
Last night, René and Masako came over for dinner, and this weekend Wes and Susan will have a bite at Chez Jürgen. Additionally, my old friend Jessie from Colorado has been overnighting here during her temporary work as an anesthesiology PA at Grace Hospital, so I have actually been speaking to real humans and not only Mr. Google, who is very good at delivering the latest news and shuffling music from Pandora.