Sluggo

Boy, have I been a slug lately. Just don't feel that snap in the legs for the past week and a half. I am sure that this funk I am stuck in has something to do with it and the sampling yesterday whipped me. Man was it hot. I actually waited until there was a pretty descent cloud cover but that didn't help. The ramp at the Audubon landing was very steep and pushing up 120 liters with a dollie is no joy. It is about 50 paces up but by the time you reach the top you are panting and the sweat is beading up all over. During all this I was sweating so profusely that when I was done it looked as if I had just jumped into the pool. I don't think I took a piss until just before going to bed last night.
Well I slugged my way through another uneventful bike ride on the levee. Of course I was 10 minutes late due to a jersey problem that I had tired to fix before departing but soon gave up and will try and fix later. Threw on a dirty one and got on down the road. Ugh, my legs had no gas and so is everything else associated with this body. At least I have a vacation to look foreward to, starting manana. Napa will be a nice relief, as long as the wife can ease up on the worrying.