13 hours to go

FUCK! so my travel back to iowa city involved a 10 hour layover in denver and lots of rain. but i made it home at 2 am on tues. rested and mellow for a couple days as i visit good friends and family. got out for a couple hours today of gravel riding before sitting in a truck for 3 hours with kenny and g pickle. i remembered everything, can’t train anymore and am ready to roll out at 4 am tomarrow. i pod all loaded up with plenty of cult, van halen, distillers, dee lite and common but i have a feeling that at 3 am i will have some ozzy running through my head. i don’t hide the fact that i love me some shitty rock. what ever keeps the feet going in circles all night. the gravel in iowa is great this time of year. some sloppy sections with all the rain lately but the weather this weekend is supposed to be sunny and 70 but the wind is gonna be a force to be contended with. (as it is always is in the heartland) i think it will all turn out good as i accepting the idea that i am just going out for a long ride. no win, just finish. we’ll see……….

i am gonna kill it though.

thanks for all the support.