the cosmos: 'your wish is my command'

woke up at 6:15 saturday morning with calvin (after a 12:15 wake-up call). i woke up feeling shitty (besides tired) which i can only attribute to eating too much sugar the past few days. i knew the afternoon's tilt would be a very challenging one but i tried to stay positive, drink lots of water (in between my coffee doses) and eat like i have on race day in the past. the day went fast and before i knew it i was on the starting line with ron, mike and joe. from the word go i knew it was going to be a rough one. i missed a pedal, i lost the lead wheels after that (i think i was fifth or sixth going into the power climb) and that was that. i couldn't breathe and every few breaths i inhaled a large bolus of phlegm. oh well, i asked for it. towards the end of the race i just focused on enjoying the tacky course and race who i was with. i got pulled before the final lap (matt shriver won) which is always a pretty big disappointment. anyway, dinner with the knuotowskis afterward was really fun (and the burger with the egg on top made me feel better)!

i got out on the road bike for an hour yesterday (wanted to do more but about 40 minutes in i broke the shift cable to my rear derailleur). that is a new one for me... got the cable swapped out and just need to adjust it. 5 years ago replacing an internally routed shift cable would have tested my patience but this went like a snap. i guess there is something to be said for getting older (and having kids for that matter).

anyway, i'm bummed a little about my result but the rest of the weekend was great so i'm going to focus on that. i'm the fittest i've been in years and at some point that has to translate to a good result?

happy monday.