All About Mick's World

Thirty Days of Mick It all began mid-morning, July 13, 2014, but perhaps a bit of explanation of what led us to this is in order before we delve into the Thirty Days. A few members of the Tri-Sharks club put together two relay teams for the Rodney T Miller Triathlon in Decatur. (Nicely run event, by the way.) One team competing in the men's, and the other in the coed divisions. Naturally there was a bit of good-natured rivalry between the two threesomes of friends. Race day came, wet and dreary, as we traveled south to Decatur. The radar showed that the rain was passing, but would be our unwanted companion for a time. It was still raining lightly upon our arrival, so we checked in, got our race packets, and waited, all the while gazing forlornly at the western sky as it lazily lightened up. Upon our arrival we were notified that due to lake conditions, the swim portion of the race would now be replaced with a one mile run. Neither team was ecstatic with this turn of events, but

Tuesday, August 5, 2014: Typical day for this summer. Not too hot, but definitely on the humid side. Today started out like so many other mid-summer mornings, alarm rousing me from my too-few hours of sleep to prepare for work. Showered, dressed, lunch packed, and I sit in front of the computer to check the progress of the Thirty Days of Mick and see what the forecast is for the evening. Warm, but not hot, good. Winds from the northeast at 6mph, a silly grin spreads across my face. TNTT (Tuesday Night Time Trials, my weekly bike race and fitness test) looks to have a lot of potential for speed. Off to the factory for the next eleven hours of my life, knowing that I'd be thinking about and planning that night's race throughout the work day. Suffering through the tedium of car after car coming down the line, putting the same parts on the same place, the same way, over and over, my mind quickly checks out and goes to a happier place. My happier place? Today it's this evenin