Crap, I haven't written on this thing in awhile. Racing Scence:St. Vincent's CX. That was so fucking awesome. What a spectacular course. However, not suitable for a 44t. Yeah, me stupid. I sucked bad. I have since gotten a 42t. I have been riding off and on. Went down to Georgia and protested. School has really screwed me over recently and so has work. Worked all last weekend=no riding. Research paper=no riding. Finally, got on break. Kicked off the Christmas season with Concordia CX. I loved the mud! Raced in the Bs and did relatively well. After that CXMas. 'Twas quite fun. Rode with Loran and Chris and crashed while attempting to show off my mad bunnyhopping skills---yes, I fell hard.
A couple of weeks ago, I officially started my campaign for greatness in 2010. Yes, I walked down into my basement--excuse me--the pain cave and mounted the rollers, watching some old James Bond flicks. I have since ridden the rollers quite a bit and have been getting jacked at the gym. I went spinning once and, dear God, I suffered. I don't think I've ridden outside in over two and a half weeks. I'm a whimp when it comes to the cold. Still have some loose ends to tie up in preparation for the season. One thing is for sure: I'm sure as hell not doing Froze Toes. I hate that race.
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