NOT racing bikes

With the last two Wednesday Night World's races being postponed to Thursdays, I've been too torched for racing twice as much two days later. So I've skipped the last two ICUP races. I know, I know, they were two of the races I wanted to target this year, but the Wednesday (err, Thursday) nighters are so fun and sometimes you just got to take the weekend off from racing bikes.

Last week, I put in a bunch of hours on the road bike instead of racing at Sundance, which was good. No regrets.

This week I was on the bubble all Friday about racing Soldier Hollow. The course suits me well and I wasn't too sore from Thursday. By 10 PM I had decided to race but allowed myself a weather-related opt-out. Well, it rained all night and I hardly slept, and when I did I dreamed a dream that I often have. It's not a great dream and doesn't get me too excited to ride my bike. By morning I was out. Rumors of a snow-line and course change confirmed the decision. I didn't want to spend $40 racing the lower hills that I race all summer on for $12.

Instead of racing we cleaned house and in the PM met up with my dad to go shoot some guns. We don't get out for this very often (Ash has never gone with us, so it's been at least 2.5 years) but it's always fun when we do. Usually an uncle and some cousins show up, but today it was just my dad, Ash, and me. It was nice because it meant we all got to shoot a lot and not wait for each other. Reload and shoot.

After teaching Ashleigh how to load a gun and all that good stuff we set her up on a rifle. After a few clips on that she got ready to shoot my dad's .22 pistol. Her first three shots were dead on. Then she looked at us and was like "how do I aim on this one?" Ummm..... I think you have it figured out....It was her first time shooting guns ever and she totally outshot me on the rifle and the handgun.

Luckily we brought a shotgun and some clay pigeons too. I'm used to shooting with one or two other people at the same clay pigeon so shooting fast has always been a priority, otherwise someone else gets the shot. Today we only had one shooter so I was able to take my time and shoot well. I only missed one out of about 20 birds and even got a couple of them twice, just for fun. My dad was laughing because I was shooting so well and it was nice to make up for getting outshot with the other guns.

It was a fun afternoon, it was great to get out and do something I enjoy but don't get to do very often. And I shot a lot better than I could have raced. And it makes me feel pretty good having such a sharpshooter of a wife too!!!


I don't know how she shot that handgun so well with her eyes closed...






Hit and....

Hit!

(The proof is in the zoom)




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