While I search for the next job of my dreams (and/or just a full-time gig that will allow me to ride bikes for multiple hours every week), I've jumped into two part-time jobs that are doing a pretty darn good job of keeping me on my toes (and teaching me a ton, to boot). Contes and Sunnyside Farms. Good times. I'm learning about cherry tomatoes and bottom brackets and Gatorskins and things...boy do I have a long way to go. But at least I am finally getting to know my bike. Pirsig would be pleased with me, me thinks.
Meanwhile, I attempted the Giro and it stole my lunch money. I managed one lap. It was way harder than I thought it was going to be - there are some seriously strong Cat IV women who can climb like the dickens. At least Brian rode well. Here I am explaining the intricacies of the bottom bracket.
In other news, we had a phenomenal time in Chapel Hill (thanks to Ken Johnson for the awesome rides in Carborro and beyond!) and the Outer Banks was (were?) equally as glorious.
I am reading Born to Run and am off to purchase chia seeds for testing purposes. Will report back.