I woke up hungry and dehydrated this morning.

Both signs of a weekend well worth the effort.

I managed to power through another weekend of racing. And that's what it felt like - just forging ahead, despite my body's strong desire to not turn the pedals over and over and over... It was rough, and the legs felt tired, but I convinced them that they could do it, and they more or less pulled it off. I'm fairly sure we managed to hold the lead in the series.

And now I am so ready for this rest week.

2 days of hardcore working, planning, and a little playing, then OFF TO ALTITUDE, SUN, and BIKES!!!

Anticipation

Next week I fly with a new friend to a place that holds promises of sun, mountains, sweet gelato, boys on bikes, and the Gila monster.

Don't let me down now.

WALLA WALLA, I'M COMING AS FAST AS I CAN.