Poor Joe

What kind of horrid affliction must he have had to be nicknamed "Cottoneye Joe"? I did a search on WebMD, and it didn't turn up anything. I just can't imagine going through life with something in/on my eyes that resembles cotton so much that I am referred to by it. But, nobody seems to know where he came from or where he went, so at least he didn't freak people out too much with it. I kinda worry about him, though; there's a good chance he offed himself. Please remember Joe.

See, this is the kind of crap that is in my mind when I'm not out there pushing it. I did hop on the trainer yesterday, and it was tough. I kept the resistance at low, similar to riding a flat road I suppose, and rode it for 30 minutes. The last couple of minutes were cool down. I almost threw up when I got off the bike, which may have been the medication. Anyway:

10.01 miles in 27m 50s @ 21.58 miles/hr

Today I tried to go without any pain killers, and could notice the pain very early on. But, I'm happy to report that the wounds are getting much smaller and healing very well. I may get on the trainer tomorrow or even an honest-to-goodness bicycle ride on the real road! No foolin! I took vacation, so it will be a good chance. Later, dudes...