I’m taking off this afternoon for a three-day camping trip near Paso Robles, my first time off since launching Niconail! A few friends are racing in the , a hilly, hot, and grueling race. (I competed last year and pompously declared myself a rockstar afterwards.) Okay, maybe I did kick some butt. But still…
I’m not racing this year but am planning on being a super fan on the course while taking in the beautiful scenery and getting away from my computer. Phone service is spotty up there so I’ll be digitally disconnected. Withdrawal symptons – manically checking for bars of signal, sweating when I can’t find them, and then panic attacks when I realize news will be made without me knowing – should set in about 2 p.m. Friday. If comments take awhile to show up, it’s because I’m having convulsions.
I plan to kick the habit by staying busy. I’ve got a trashy magazine to read, a lake to swim in, a winery to check out, star gazing planned, beer to drink, a run with a friend scheduled, and friends to cheer on. Hubby says I’ve planned 80 hours of activities for the 48 hours I’ll be gone, and, well, he’s right. But I’m certainly not going to tell him that. Off to the great outdoors!
Enjoy your weekend!