The fire!

The fire is back!!

I had toyed with the idea of heading down to balloon fest tomorrow until I remembered that I just towed my Jetta to the mechanic because it refuses to start. I know... I gave up. But really, it has been a LONG time and I have exhausted all of my ideas and all of my friends ideas, some more than once. So, I figured it was finally time.

You know that ride of the season where in theory everything sounds great and it should all go according to plan? Well, that was Wednesday for me. Still not 100% recovered from whatever illness has been kicking my ass as of late, I thought it would be a good idea to ride out to Catamount, compete in the 4 lap mtb race, then ride home.
The ride out there was HILLY, the folks that gave me the great directions failed to mention these details to me. Oh well. And it's about 12-13 miles, I think on the road on the kick ass GT Marathon.
Sweet.
I get there in a little under and hour.
Get signed up.
Drink some water, wait around, and boom! We're off. There are some fast folks at this race and there are some want to be fast folks and there are some used to be fast folks and everything in between. It's fun. I start off towards the back thinking I'll be conservative. As some of you well know, this technique lasts me about 3 minutes, but for whatever reason, I constantly try and employ the tactic. Oh well.
I start going wicked hard after afew minutes, passing people and loving it. Sliding in corners, realizing I have the suspension set up WAY to hard. I panicked before the start and added some PSIs to the shocks, I don't really know why.
Anyway... after 1.78 laps of wicked hard riding, I remember, "Hey, you have to ride home..." Oops.
I back it down, then realize I just way over stressed myself after still being sick and gracefully took and early exit from the race after 2 laps.
I hung out with Whit (one of the Service Managers at the shop) while he did some neutral support for the event and then hooked up the lights and headed home.
The ride home is a little shorter at about 10 miles, but it's still a trek.
But the fire, I am now stoking the fire and making grand plans for things to come...
So the season... has arrived. With the return of regretta the Jetta, things will be cooking in no time. And there is a slight chance I may have scored a sweet roof box for free. And I mean SWEET. Huge. I think I could my whole bike in there without taking anything apart. Awesome.

Side note.
Still looking for 40 or 42 cm shallow drop road bars.
And a Fizik Antares saddle.

I have... an XBOX 360 for sales, 2 guitars, games, lots of goodies. E-mail me.

That's it.
Back to planning the rest of the season and shredding, hard!