{"id":151,"date":"2004-05-16T12:55:56","date_gmt":"2004-05-16T17:55:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jackswriting.com\/?p=151"},"modified":"2007-04-27T13:01:01","modified_gmt":"2007-04-27T18:01:01","slug":"on-to-wisconsin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jackswriting.com\/?p=151","title":{"rendered":"On To Wisconsin"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u00c2\u00a0Training continues and, even though I know it&#8217;s redundant, I&#8217;m spending the spring and summer in Michigan and I&#8217;m cold!!<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday&#8217;s bike was 4:07:56 and I was cold every minute. I kept thinking it would warm up so I waited until\u00c2\u00a0a little after 10 to go out. Martin, Jon and Jim (there may have been others) met at 7 at the fitness center to ride and it was 47 degrees. That was way too cold for me (Jean too) so she went out a little after 9 when it was also 47 degrees and, as I said, I went out a little after 10 when it was a balmy\u00c2\u00a047 degrees.<\/p>\n<p>I rode out past Hopkins again (yes, Jean, I went 5 miles past the &#8220;stone house&#8221;). When I turned around to come back, nature called. I was so cold I went while standing astride my bike on the shoulder of the road. If I had thought quicker I would have gone on my feet to warm them up.<\/p>\n<p>Interestingly enough (to me, at least)\u00c2\u00a0I came across a couple of strange things. There was the usual array of dead animals (what the kids would call road pizza) but the oddest thing was a fork. No, not a fork in the road, which reminds me of that old Yogi-ism &#8220;If you come to a fork in the road, take it&#8221;, but a dinner fork and, no, I didn&#8217;t take it. I thought to myself\u00c2\u00a0&#8220;What would that be doing\u00c2\u00a0there?&#8221; But then I\u00c2\u00a0got my battered brain into a road kill dining scenario that was weird, even to me, so I erased that whole\u00c2\u00a0picture out of my mind.<\/p>\n<p>The other strange thing, although it&#8217;s not the first time I&#8217;ve ever seen this, was a pair of purple panties. Some years ago I would have said women&#8217;s panties but I know times have changed.\u00c2\u00a0I walked into a conversation at the post-run brunch this morning at Larry&#8217;s\u00c2\u00a0where Pat Purgeil was talking about how women&#8217;s shorts fit him better than men&#8217;s so that&#8217;s why he bought them. I backed right out of that conversation but a few minutes later Pat talked about selling his house in town and moving out to the cottage at Crooked Lake (closing on 6\/4\/2004) with me. HELP!!!!<\/p>\n<p>The run started out today at 42 degrees but warmed up quickly. I had worn a yellow jacket (so someone could see me lying in the ditch just in case), winter hat,\u00c2\u00a0and gloves. The gloves came off first and I wadded them up and put them in my jacket pockets. A few minutes later I looked down and had quite a shock. I had looked on Web-MD to see what the possible side effects of my anti-seizure medication &#8220;Dilantin&#8221; were and one was &#8220;enlargement of breasts&#8221;. I thought mine had swollen (I had forgotten about the gloves) and, although I wasn&#8217;t embarrassed about that, they were sagging quite a bit which I was embarrassed about. Suddenly I remembered the gloves so I knew it was a false alarm (not to be confused with the Junior High boy&#8217;s\u00c2\u00a0&#8220;falsie alarm&#8221; signal).<\/p>\n<p>So teachers, how many days &#8217;til the end of school?<\/p>\n<p>Just (covered with Goosebumps) Jack<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00c2\u00a0Training continues and, even though I know it&#8217;s redundant, I&#8217;m spending the spring and summer in Michigan and I&#8217;m cold!! Yesterday&#8217;s bike was 4:07:56 and I was cold every minute. I kept thinking it would warm up so I waited until\u00c2\u00a0a little after 10 to go out. 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