Just feel like something different this weekend. Looking to chill after the pressure cooker of Singlespeed-a-Palooza. Forty miles of rocky and rooty fun awaits.
After doing a couple short races in the last few weeks it just feels like a long race weekend to me. So much of what I do is based on "feel", I don't think there is a cookie cutter made for me. I've been known to change directions, sometimes often. It works, I think.
So, we will be waking up at 2ish to drive four hours for a race when there is a race in the same friggin town I technically could ride to.
Oh, and James will be there...
It just feels right!!!!!!
