Blogging 365, Day 34: Super Bowl Sunday

Oh, don’t let that title fool you. I couldn’t give two shits about the Super Bowl or anything associated with it: commercials, halftime shows, etc. I honestly couldn’t care less.

So rather than give you my boring assessment of the overhyped game, here’s a summary of what made my Sunday super.

I rode over 18 miles. In preparation for the Chinatown Firecracker Bike Ride in a few weeks, I thought it would be beneficial to get on the saddle and start riding again now that I’m no longer feeling like total crap. While I would have liked to make it an even 20 miles, my total distance of 18.2 was definitely close enough. Just tack on another 11.8 miles to that and I’ll be gold on February 23rd. It’s gonna be epic.

I tried a new grocery store. When I returned home and cleaned off the road debris from my person, we decided to give a new grocery store a try. It’s called WinCo Foods and unless you’re in Washington, Idaho, Nevada, California or Oregon (hence the name WinCo), you’re pretty much screwed. Oh, they do have locations in Utah as well but the U is not included in that nifty acronym. At any rate, WinCo was pretty amazing with unbelievable prices on just about everything: ketchup was 48 cents a bottle, my Silk Soy Milk was $2.79 (regular is closer to $4 for a half-gallon), and they have tons of food in bulk. They even have fresh honey made by live bees. I know that may be a big “DUH!” but really, they have dispensers with bees inside them doing what they do best. Here’s proof: me being a smartass by pretending to lift the cover that the sign warns customers not to do (“DANGER: DO NOT LIFT LID. BEES WILL ESCAPE”).

And oh yeah, it helped that the local fire station was there buying groceries. Nothing makes a boy happier than seeing a bright red firetruck.

We had a great lunch. You gotta love Pasty Kitchen, a place that’s been around for ages. That means they’re doing something right and that something is serving up one item: English meat pies (okay, they also have vegetable pies). Available in small or large sizes and either ready-to-eat or frozen, they are simply delicious and a great way to load up on carbs and protein. In fact I may eat a couple of these pies before my bike ride in a few weeks.

We went to the driving range. I had promised Anthony I would take him to the driving range today and I did not disappoint. And up until I drove a few balls well beyond the 200 yard marker, Anthony was killing me. Come on, what do you expect? This boy plays 9 holes every Friday and has an excellent golf coach while I’m just some idiot who picked up a club in my teens and thought it was fun. He’s got such an advantage over me that I don’t even want to think of what he’ll be doing on the course by the time he’s a teenager.

Look at that form. Did I mention he’s still 8 years old?

So there you have my Super Bowl Sunday. You can keep your parties, your football games, halftime shows, headaches and hangovers. Spending time with the family was truly a super and awesome way to spend the day.