track is whack

or bring on the beer and top ramen.

I like Tuesday at the track, but that was rained out so we went to yucky Wednesday track. The drive down was horrendous. We left too late and some bozo got in a crash and flipped over causing a huge traffic jam. On this fracked drive down, I was a big baby and marscat was so understanding as I sat in the passenger seat acting like my father re-incarnated. Not a pretty sight when he was alive and definitely not a nice place to revisit in this lifetime.

The only thing I like about Wednesday is there are no juniors sessions before the racing. This usually means you can get a long hour warm-up before your two 8 min races unless you leave late and run into traffic. For endurance training, Wednesday is whack because all the races are short 12 lappers or 10 lappers or 1 lap. I didn't even do the miss & out, since I am usually the first number called out.

The other thing about track that is whack is the racing starts at my bed-time. This means by the time we get home, I should already be deep into my REM sleep, but I'm not and it takes a long time to get sleepy. We have been talking with people and finally found out the trick to getting to sleep after track nights. Alcohol. Yes, a little dab of beer will do you. But, if you eat some food too, this will help bring on the sleepies. Last night I had a craving for some top ramen. Yep, top ramen mixed with green onions, an egg, and spicy kim chi. That did the trick, and for the most part, I fell asleep really fast and slept like a baby. The exception being the few times that I woke up to marscat {redacted}speaking softly to the cats. Turns out Minnie talks a lot at night and knocks things over. He taught Daisy how to wake up marscat so between the both of them, poor little marscat got 2 hours of sleep last night. I kept telling her to get up and go to the frack bed because I can't hear the cats, but I do hear her when she wakes me up {redacted}saying sweeting nothings to Minnie or locking them out of our room. I swear one of these days I am going to find Minnie, Daisy, and the iphone flushed down the toilet.

Marscat had another one of her strange dreams last night. Something about me getting upset with her because she bought me chocolate. There was something happening where I could get $100,000,000.000 from PG&E if SHE SPENT ALL MY MONEY. I was upset because she was buying me chocolate, with her money, and not using my money so we were going to miss out on getting the 100 million dollars. I think another reason that I was mad was because she was buying me lead tainted chocolate from the Russian deli and who wants that!