Can Every Week Please Be Philly Week

(written on plane, posted on ground)

We raced the Liberty Classic in Philadelphia today. Last year Liberty was one of many not-my-finest-moments, but today was great. It's quite probably the biggest women's race in the country and I loved it. What can I say, I am a typical girl in several respects: I love ponies, songs with good bass lines, and Large Audiences To Witness Me Doing Stuff I Think Is Cool. There were tons of people (helps that the boys race at the same time - thanksguys!!), the weather was pretty much perfect for racing, and the course was wonderfully devoid of the Oregonian "9 miles to the KOM!" climbs we faced just a week ago - in short, my kind of race.

Now I am on my way back to California, tired-excited about the race this morning and excited about getting home later.

But I wouldn't mind being at one end or the other of this trip.

I am sort of bored.

Planes are boring (my little cousins might beg to differ however).

I am wishing I could use my foam roller in the aisle, wishing I had my compression leggings, wishing I had someone to talk to (neighboring passengers are not likely candidates - post race Court tends to talk a mile-a-minute about the race and race gossip exclusively, and thorough perusal of the waiting area at the gate revealed no bike racers)(there was one dude with running shoes and a visor attached to his bag, for a second i thought maybe he was at least an athlete and thus in a pinch could be a somewhat adequate ear but a. he had on a hollister shirt and a remarkable amount of Gotti boys' ice-gel in his hair, overall effect was "ew", and b. he his not in my row anyway).

I wish I had Tetris on my computer.

I wish I had some internet. BTW I spent $30 on internet access over the past 4 days. Outrage.

I a little bit wish I had bought a beauty magazine instead of this squishy neck pillow in the airport terminal.

I wish I had not been directly behind the little 1K-to-go wrestling match today. No one won that one. (I did not go down, just came to a screeching halt and found myself at the back of the pack fast). I think my poor luck was probably some sort of kharmic retribution for recent transgressions, e.g. driving the little sister to tears and the mom to expletives earlier in the week...

I hope the asphalt-kissers in said crash (and the various ones prior) are unhurt and racing again soon. It's always more fun when everyone's there!

I wish Katie could race with us all year.

I wish I had brought some pencils and paper with me.

I wish I were home already.

I wish I didn't need a snack like every 29 minutes all day long. I am starved.

I wish I had a kitty at home, maybe one like Squawky.

My iPod playlist is making me wish I were still a dj.

And I somewhat crazily wish it were time for Nature Valley already. I can't wait to race again.

Oooo the beverage cart is here, I hope it has pretzel mix!!!!!

It does not.

Sigh.

Well you are in luck. Laptop is now Running On Reserve Battery Power so I am going to close my eyes and give this squishy neck pillow another try...