circle of life.

today's race was, meh.

elected bottles over camelback,

relearned that lesson.  Climb up

out of the hole that Methodist Hill 

puts you into cracked me.  Dug Hill

was miserable w/ cramps tapping.  

Then the feet started cramping on the 

way down Gutter Trail.  Was holding good

position into cp2, but rationalized the

battle ahead and pulled the plug sooner

rather than later.  Enjoyed some beers 

hanging at the checkpoints, soaked in the

cold creek up along Birch Run, then ate,

drank and was merry until the heat 

started getting to me again.  Congrats to

everybody that got around that loop,

ya'll were tougher than me today.

Here are some pics from a much

more enjoyable ride, little Saturday

shakedown spin.

Berries!

Snake w/ breakfast.

Glad he was occupied.

ahhhhhh.

see ya'll at the 101.