summer of hotrod

I'm beginning to think that 2009 might actually be my year.  Aside from all the other great stuff that happened, my decision to finally buy the new bike I've wanted for so long has turned out to be one of the best things I've done since I bought my old bike.  This training season has been one of the most fun - if not the most fun - of the ten century rides I've done with Team In Training.  (And that in spite of all the miserable weather.)  I'm a little sad it's coming to an end.

In a week, I'll be out in California.  I put my sweet baby on a truck tomorrow.  But today there was time for one last ride.  Our official training ended last week with our ninety-three mile sufferfest, but I organized a short and easy ride down to the beach.  Seven or eight of us set out on a "leisurely" pace, and we ended up crushing it.  Today was the fastest I've ridden all season.  Let's hope the rest of the summer goes the same way.  That would make the marathon training a breeze.