The Weekend Has Landed! The Impressive Edition

Get ready to put your proud face on. Guess who's cycling 110 miles this weekend? Obviously not me. If that was your answer, I gently recommend you go back and read a bit more of the archives. No, as I'm sure long-time readers have already guessed, H1 is riding 110 miles this weekend. I'm visiting New Jersey*, though, so in terms of sacrifice, we're on the same level.

It's H1's big race this weekend, the Campagnolo Gran Fondo New York. This is the race that sponsors him, and the race that he begins training for in December. I'm pretty fond of GFNY**, even though it takes up a solid half of H1's free time and a large chunk of my sanity***.

This means that Saturday's going to be pretty quiet, but Sunday's going to be full-on. On Saturday night we have a full house, with two friends, one cyclist, and two residents all sleeping in our little apartment. I'm making a vegetable lasagne for dinner, which is apparently both perfect race fuel and H1's good luck charm****. On Sunday, the cyclists will leave shortly before 5am, and the non-cyclists will rise a few hours later, to enjoy a leisurely breakfast before heading across to New Jersey, where the race finishes. And there we will wait, ready to cheer on my gorgeous, talented, hardworking husband as he rides across the finish line.

In honour of that, I think it's only fair that I devote this week's impractical thing to him.

This is an impractical thing that I'm sure H1 would like. Image: Bicycling Magazine
This is an impractical thing that I'm sure H1 would like. Image: Bicycling Magazine

There is no room for any more bikes in this apartment, and even if there were, there is no room in our budget for one that costs about as much as a not-quite-new car. But if I could, I would buy him seven.

What are you up to this weekend?!

*Do you know, I actually have zero problems with New Jersey? It's just so easy to make fun of. This is what living in Manhattan does to you, people.

**Those in the know pronounce it 'giffny'.

***H1 is a professional amateur, if there is such a thing, who has been racing for four years. Yet every few days, we have a conversation that revolves around what he should wear for the weather conditions next time he rides. You'd expect a professional amateur to know this – but even if you wouldn't, you certainly wouldn't expect me to have any useful opinions, would you?

****He hasn't said that, but he asks me to make it before every race.