The Wausau WORS race went acceptably well. As predicted, I hammered the ATV trail and got hammered by the singletrack. My training will now include at least one day a week on dirt as long as the rain stops. 70th in Comp. Meh.
I'm now a f'realz manager at TBS. It's a challenge and slightly intimidating and completely exhilarating. Much to learn and figure out. Some dude wants to buy my 8500 and have me ship it to NY. I'm waiting for the check to clear before anything goes out the door. Ten I'm buying a Montare and pimping it.
Tuesday night crits in Madison have two cats: A and B. No beers, but they do have candy preems. I gave a few good leadouts to some dude and got his preem candy. SCORE! I know what I'm doing Tuesday nights. The Madone is feeling the mileage of the Spring, and the chain and cassette are fried. Same with the rubber. I'm probably sending $300 to TCG just to get it to run properly. OUCH.
I rode to Blue Mounds with Gehling last week. Sufferfest, he is faster, I can ramp it up faster. But I think it will be good for me to ride with him. I'll get faster.
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