Clifford or Falcor?

I have a sprint this weekend, pretty close to home. Last weekend, we rode the bike course and it's HILLY. I tried out Falcor(my Blue TT bike) for the first time. Falcor loves to fly down the hills but I don't know if he likes to climb as much as Clifford(Litespeed Vela road bike). Falcor is more difficult to shift up hill too. I'm torn about which bike would be better for the race? Are TT bikes normally used on flat courses and road bikes for hilly ones? Any suggestions? This would probably be a good question for Flatman. By the way, his blog is back up at: http://fl4tm4n.blogspot.com/

I'm feeling more tired than usual the last few days. I don't have a lot of desire to train but I'm still getting my workouts done. It's been almost three weeks since the Half. The first week after the Half, I felt wonderful. I even posted I could run another one that same week. When I rode my bike on Tuesday, I was breathing real hard going up the hills. I've been having this problem during the last week of waking up at 2am-4am. I'll lay in bed and can't stop moving my legs. I probably annoy my husband because I enjoy kneading my feet on his legs like a cat kneads its paws while nursing. He'll wake up and ask "Why are you so fidgety hun?" He's so patient and kind. If someone was rubbing their stinky feet on me and woke me up, I'll probably scream "Keep your fuckin fidgety feet to yourself!"

Today is farmer's market, I will take all my 'wares I created to sell. Last week, when I left market, I stopped at a gas station on the way home to buy a 40 ounce can of beer to drink when I got home. I take it up to the register and dude is like "Driver License, please." I laughed and felt flattered until I opened my wallet and realized I had no license. It's fun when you get carded and can whip out your license like "Hahaha! I told you I'm legal!"

I'm racking my brain trying to figure out where my license is when I remember it's in Clifford's spare tire bag. I rode him over to packet pick-up at White Lake and never took my license back out. Clifford was at the bike shop too. I really wanted that 40! I smiled at ID dude and said "I'm 29, I promise. My license is in my spare tire bag on my bike at home." Then, I felt like an idiot. I'm telling ID cop that I ride a freaking bike. Now, he probably thinks I'm 12. He says "No ID, no beer." I'm getting pissed now, I really needed a beer after dealing with customers for 4 hours, I told you I have a problem with sales. "I SWEAR I'm 29.. I was born in 1977. I'm an Aquarius, I was born in the year of the dragon. Can you see the little crows feet starting to form around my eyes?" I was getting desperate and holding up the line. I guess I wore him down because he told me he'd let me go this time but not to come back without any ID again. I was thinking about going back to the store tonight and whipping out my license like "Ta-DA!" I better not drink anything for the next two nights. I'm already feeling tired and I want to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for Saturday's race.