4.20.07

3 miles on the mill this a.m. NO energy whatsoever!

When the alarm went off I was dreaming about the Tour de Georgia. I was dreaming that they were on the last leg and I was standing on the side of Cleveland Avenue watching then truck up the BIG hill. They were dying. I specifically remember one biker coming by me with all this “stuff” – like everything he owned in the world – attached to his back and to his bike. He was like a “homeless person” on a bike – he was toast! I didn’t see Lance though. I know, I know, he’s not on the Tour this year – but at least you’d think he could show up in my dreams. Anyway, I was so worn out after that dream – I think it ZAPPED all my energy! Hope I get some before tomorrow. 2 laps around the Rock! I’ll take a SPIKE pill first.