I'm growing more and more excited all the time about the Touring Cyclist Bi next weekend. I've also gained some confidence the last week so that should bode well for me. I hope to get another brick in today and a tempo run on Tuesday. After that it will be some shorter easier efforts with a few short intervals thrown in to keep my legs feeling good and fresh. Logistically, everything is set. I'll actually head down late Saturday morning and give myself a chance to drive the courses and get a short run and/or ride in. Then it will be a good dinner and off my feet. Probably watching some TV. I'd like to hit some of the local shops too.
Tiffany and I went to Moline for a WBG show Friday night. We had fun. We walked along the river and had a nice dinner before the show. The show was a bit off. The crowd just sucked and it was hard to get anything goin' energy wise. To top it off, Pete, the drummer, was sick as hell. What a stud though, he just kept going with a waste can next to the drum kit. I won't go into detail, but the "old Midz" kicked in briefly as well as I grabbed a guy by his shirt and drove him into a wall for being a dick. He ran into Tiffany one too many times and was heckling the band......Not on my watch Bitch! Nobody pisses with the Woodbox Gang while I'm around to stop it. Anyway, I was upset that Tiffany saw that side of me, but she also dug the fact that I was coming to her rescue.
I never tell enough probation stories here either, so.....Tonight while working I came across a guy stumbling in the street. As I pulled up to check on him, he turned to infor me that he had been beaten and robbed. The guy was a bloody mess. I immediately called dispatch on the radio and got an officer and an ambulance in route. I just missed the actual incident and wish I had been able to prevent it. The poor guy was walking home from his shift at Steak N Shake and got his head kicked in for ........one friggin' dollar! Don't take shit for granted!