The past couple weeks of low altitude living seems to have done the better part of destroying me and any hope I had of riding well for at least the next two weeks. A few days ago, I went for an all out run up the usual hill, and arrived at the top sick to my stomach, dizzy, and a full two minutes slower than two weeks before I left. ouch.


Yesterday, I went for a ride with nick up in ned, and was generally hurting bad. I made it, and had fun returning to some of the trails I used to ride with a fun group of folks. I think Its time to sit on the couch and watch some olympics... yay