Washing my cycling clothes became a relay Sunday.

It began in mid-afternoon. First, I washed my cycling jacket, which needed it badly. In fact, I just ordered another, so I can use one while the other one is drying. I have to wash these things by hand; and in a humid climate they take several days to dry.

After I washed the jacket, I watched a YouTube. Then came relay number two: washing the cycling shorts. After that, another YouTube.

At 5:00 pm, I still had to wash my blouse; leg warmers; and gloves. So I got that done; and somewhere in between those relays I had to get in some food.

It\’s funny, but after my Sunday long ride I usually don\’t feel particularly hungry. Of course I\’ll have my recovery drink; and something to eat here and there as I begin to feel hollow; but I don\’t actually get hungry until about 4:00 pm. Then I have to be careful: I don\’t want to overshoot my calorie/carb allowance; but I don\’t need to go to bed hungry, either.

Kitchen Relay

Sunday night I began a kitchen relay. Some things that I cook involve quite a lot of work; and it helps if I can bring them along in stages.

I wanted to make a garbage soup; and that meant I needed to chop celery and onion. I had a piece of red bell pepper that I needed to use up, too. By the time I finished everything else Sunday evening, it was too late to cook the soup; but I did the chopping work, and stored the stuff in a plastic container.

Stage two of this relay came when I got home from work yesterday. I took the containers of soup base stuff out of the freezer, and let them sit and thaw a bit while I ate some supper. Then I emptied them into the big pot, and turned on the heat. While the pot was heating up, I peeled and chopped a sweet potato and a red potato.

Sweet potato in soup? Yes; I had it, and needed to use it; so I decided to have sweet potato instead of carrot. Besides, I need the carrots to take to work for snacks.

There are still scads of salvage-store finds sitting around; and I used part of a can of corn, and some frozen green beans. I froze the rest of the corn for, you guessed it, the next garbage soup.

Speaking of relays, I suppose there are relay races for cyclists. I\’ll bet such an event requires very deft handling skills; and nerves of steel. I think I\’ll stick to my little relays at home.