If there was an 11 on my life I’d be in it right now. Everything is happening full tilt!
So damn busy!
The blood is in the water, the cross sharks can smell the season coming miles away.
In other hilarity, I love the euros:
I’m in love with the US VTT riders right now.
My prediction: Wells and Craig on the Olympic podium. If the golf player can keep his tyres from flatting. And whatever happens, Adam will nose wheelie across the finish line, hacking from the pollution.
The businesses are going really solid right now. It is summer. Pre-cyclocross. And everyone has so much momentum right now. I’ve been training really consistently and the numbers I’ve been getting on the little yellow computer I stare at have been progressively good. Good and gooder. Gooderer.
It is shocking how crappy I felt this February after the busted ribs, Europe, and a month long fever. I was really barely able to ride a bike. And now I’m back to normal, if not riding at a higher level.
I’d be pushing 6w/kg but, I can’t afford the PRO training plan with my coach.
Off to buy more groceries with my badass housemate.