Kike Gavilan’s Egotrip

I have absolutely no energy. The only thing I want to do right now is sleep. It’s 10 p.m. so you would think that that’d be normal. But this lack of energy is different. It’s something I need to get rid of. So I’m going for a run….

This morning I went on a 90K ride. It was supposed to be 100k but I took the wrong path when I left home (just out of routine) and I realized it too late so I just mentally patched pieces of routs that I know and kept pedaling, and the ride ended up being a bit short. I’m glad, though, since I was really tired at the end.

I started at 6:45 a.m. and it was really cold. There was daylight but the sun was too shy and the first hour felt like a lonely quest for survival. I almost can’t remember that first hour. The second part was not lonely. It was only me on the road but my shadow was keeping me company. It was really cool. For about an hour I could see my shadow right in front of me or to my left. It was an elongated version of me, helping me keep my technique and good form. It was the best coach. I understood shadow boxing.

I thought about stopping and taking a picture but then remembered that my cell phone camera isn’t working. Out of memory it says. So I just kept going. But here is a link to someone else’s photo on flickr that shows what I’m talking about.

I’m tired but nothing hurts….

After trying Facebook and just not liking it, here I am posting again. Well, there have been many factors that have kept me away from this blog (to the point that I forgot my blogsome password). But one of the things that frustrate me about Facebook is that there really isn’t a way to say much. And sometimes you want to say more than just what "you are doing right now" and comment on what someone else, someone you haven’t seen in 15 years or you barely know, is doing right now.

I actually started an experiment in which I post something fake but that sounds really private there like "I’m working on my drinking problem" or "I have hemorrhoids" just to see what people say or how they react. And mainly to see if others regain a sense of privacy. It’s lame but some comments to my status updates have been funny. There was one about how hemorrhoids and constipation usually don’t go together (I also posted that I was constipated) and it was just a funny conversation. I regret now that I deleted it…

Or the one comment triggered by my post on "working on my drinking problem" that said "pos sigue chupando pa’ que te alivianes" (sorry English speakers).

Hey I think I just found a reason to stay on Facebook. It looks like this inadequately private posts may actually be good material to keep track of.

Going to bed. I fell asleep at 8:30 p.m with a sore throat and a sort of fever and I awoke half an hour ago (3:50 a.m.) thirsty and still sick. That means my 60 mile ride planned for Sunday may not happen. 

Let’s see if I continue this journal/egotrip that is this blog…