Rambling Man
So, yeah, I am flying to (sweet home) Chicago tommorrow. Yeah, I'm sure my arms'll be tired. That one kills. Anyway, I've pretty well been dreading the trip since receiving my packing orders; assuming that Chicago in January would be worse weather than here. Lo and behold, it looks like it'll be in the 40's, and no snow. Yeah, I think that whole global warming thing is just a big conspiracy by those crazy democrats. Ask anyone who lived in Wisconsin 30 years ago if it was unusual to not have snow on the ground in January back then. And yes, I realize that Chicago is not in Wisconsin, but yeah, I'll be there too.
No bikey bikey, but that works well with my plan to peak for my first race of the year. While some people are hitting up the revamped Tour of Vegas Strip Clubs, and others (including almost all my teammates) are hitting the Valley of the Scum, I am aiming for the Frozen Hog mtn. bike race in beautiful Alpine, UT. This will be my first mtn. bike race in 10 years, and I don't think I've ever raced on snow, and I don't own a working mountain bike, but I am pretty sure that I am all over it.
Oh yeah, between Chitcago and the cold pig, I am going to spend a weekend at the HealthNet camp for work. I am thinking there'll be some good ride time in there as well.
And the week after the chilly porker is our (Sienna Dev't-Goble Knee Clinic International Amateur Bike Club) camp.
After that, we'll see if we can get into fRedlands again after our dismal showing last year. I am on the fence on whether it's worth me going even if we get in. I need to be going pretty good to make the trip worthwhile, better than the last couple years anyway. Not sure how realistic that is. We'll see. Hope springs eternal and all that crap.