hands

i'm down to one pair of gloves that's worth a snot. the shortened nordic session on monday meant the round file for another pair. yesterday riding thru the slush of northern colorado made me appreciate the beauty of my one pair of good gloves. i can deal with chilly weather but sometimes the hands just don't heat up and then i become a miserable, crying infant. i keep thinking about my stand-up routine that i haven't yet done. i have the jokes in a good order and figure it's probably 5 minutes of material i just need to get off my ass and go somewhere to try it out. hmmmmm, pattern here? lazy ass? try? i feel a breakthrough, my training is moving into other aspects of life aside from the bike. it's about time. i feel good about most of it.