I've been in Tulsa at bike training camp with the team for three days. I am back and saddle sore but the legs feel amazingly good after pounding out 200 miles and some epic climbs.
There is really nothing better than returning home to a flat car tire, a late night, early morning, but somehow feeling completely undeterred by these small details. It sure helps that the sun is out, the birds are singing and there are buds on my trees. Life is grand, endorphins are cool. Pictures and the low down are forthcoming. Spring has sprung.
I just need to remember my name and heal my arse.
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