Things are progressing slowly. The flood of lactic acid rushing through my legs the second I click in to the pedals has faded and I'm able to hold a decent effort for longer periods. My sketchiness on single track is comedic and appalling. So, the work this week will be on regaining some technical skills.
Oh, and I'm registered for the Leadman Series now. Thanks for your support, Vi
Other weekly happenings, which include bad parking jobs, views from the trail, retro television, and Pippit.
|I rarely ever watch TV, so when I do, it's pure quality.|
|It's like running fast without having to do the work.|
|Already unstable on the trails? Take a hand off the bars so you can snap retarded photos.|
|Boulder's flatirons, as seen from the Dirty Bismark loop.|
|Nothing says class (and testosterone) like light blue fuzzy dice in your bitchin' Camaro.|
|When a lot is this crowded, it's difficult to land within the lines.|