Zen's "Arrival"

9/08/07

Day one of Zen...

Running ragged, picking up the house, making it "perfect" for my friend I hurried off to take that much needed shower. Zen was to be here in 1 hour! YIPPEE!!!!!

The phone rings, hubby answers and I hear "OH NO!!" SOMEONE decided to sleep in!...... with the ETA of one hour the man was STILL IN CO!

HE MISSED HIS PLANE!!!!
(Would you take that personally? I am not sure if I should or not) :P

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.........

Finding out I could pick him up in Minneapolis, not Rochester (BTW, DON'T EVER fly in or out of Rochester!) I hurried off to make sure I could get there on time.

I guess I was TOO excited to see Zen because the State Patrol decided to have a meeting with me. He even escorted me to the side of the road with the most beautiful flashing colored lights and bonus sounds of sirens. I was told my eagerness was showing and I needed to slow down.

Flippin $187.00 later, gas mileage on top and slightly late, I picked up the man at the MSP airport.

Oh, I almost forgot to add this part.......... WITHOUT BIKE!

Zen was greeted by the famous "Blue Eyes hug". BTW, If you ever get the opportunity to receive a "Blue Eyes Hug" you shouldn't pass it up. - I'm telling ya man.....just ask someone that has received one.

anyway...

Paranoia set in believing all State Patrol were out to get me, I couldn't relax and enjoy the drive back. All I wanted to do was get out on the bike and relax with my best friend.

The ETA of Scarlet was 3pm. Two hours later after we arrived Rochester with a quick tour of the house and a stop at the shop for a meet and greet of the awesome people of Rochester Cycling and Fitness ,we headed for the metropolis Rochester Airport.

SCARLET WASN'T THERE!!

Where was she? Nobody knew! All to find out the airplane was too small to carry a bike! Hey did I say to never travel in or out of Rochester? Believe me, follow those golden words.

I needed that ride so the kind Mr B'Cubed offered his bike so Zen and I could head out. Looking back I decided that I wasn't the kindest person in the world. Fearing Zen would laugh at our terrain, being a mountain boy I decided that I would hurt him with the pace! :D Yeah I know, I have problems, muwahahahaaha.......

I took him on my super flat safe route. Salem road to Salem Corners, Cty 3 to Rockdell, Cty 30 east to Cty 15 back to Salem Road. Homeward bound.

The land being easy, lots of air to breathe there was one problem.... the man forgot to eat! Now I warned him from the beginning that food wasn't going to be my responsibility so we had a "bit" of a problem. Right as I was saying "Oh baby I'm finally warmed" up he said "You know that floating feeling, the kind that is pre-bonk? I am feeling that now." I was in horror, the best was yet to come....it was time to FLY! After his comment I said "Time to fly baby!" Then sympathy overcame me and I asked if I needed to slow down. Zen looked down, shook his head in fear of what the rest of the week might bring , gave me a "look" with permission to keep riding as we were. :D

All being said, he had a blast on that ride (I think) and we stuffed his face that night at Famous Dave's. Nothing better than bar-b-Que for a meat loving man.

Happy tummy....Good Ride.... Scarlet here...Zen was ready to settle in for the week.

How wonderful to have someone care enough to take time off work and visit me.