
Took a lap, around 11 miles of sweet singletrack and old fire roads. Ate some food and took a lap in the opposite direction. Much much better counter clockwise. 3 hours, 22 miles.

This is what most of it looked like. Very sweet.
Here's something Colorado could learn from:


Segregation is good for bikes and horses.
Today I tried a new route across town to my meeting, straight down Charlotte. Got home in 32 minutes, usual route takes an hour. This is a good thing.
Found out about a cyclocross race in Louisville. I went to post something on Twitter and Bob's Red Mill was trying to tell me to go. So I'm going. I'm done training. Training is a dumb idea. I want to just do things, not train for them. BSNYC gave me that idea.
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