the downhill
Two days ago, I worked my ass off to climb the hills surrounding Emerald Bay on my bicycle. The payoff was a glorious and screaming descent. That - there - is a great analogy for all the riding I did this spring. Despite some difficult training rides, I've been on an increasing cycling high since about mid-March. And now it's over all too soon.
I got home from Nevada about an hour ago. It's hard for me to believe that two years ago I was ambivalent about doing the ride the next year. I'd sign up for 2010 tomorrow if I could.
