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A weekend away from bike racing.

Homegirl and I went out the the lake for a quite weekend. Did a nice ride on Saturday on the rolling hills south of Menomonie. We had a nice stretch of road that had a tough crosswind, but I wasn't worried since homegirl knows how to ride an echelon.

I was rather bored on Sunday and ended up watching some F1 race. After watching it for an hour I felt like putting tons of product in my hair and buying $300 jeans.

Criterium season starts next weekend with Wheels on Willy, QC, and Tulsa Tough. I get quite bored with road races easily. I need an hour of looming personal injury to keep me interested in what's going on. Speaking of injury, track racing starts next week too. I'm bummed that I'll miss the first week, but I'm planning on getting up there as much as I can this summer.

Cole will be back in the House this week and will be bringing his 3 months of European UCI racing legs with him. He's either going to be really pooped or really fast. I hope he is pooped since I haven't been able to ride my bike real fast yet.

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I was rather bored on Sunday and ended up watching some F1 race. After watching it for an hour I felt like putting tons of product in my hair and buying $300 jeans.

Tens of millions of dollars investing in F1 promotion are finally starting to pay off!
Pete said…
OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!

Smithers reads my blog!

Best day ever.
Andy said…
Thanks for the Crit nat's counter yo. Now I know how long I have.
Your blog is the bestest.

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