What did we do today? What was it like?
Tour of the Gila stage 1: the Mogollon, which is 90 miles of downhills and rollers until the very end where we finish on a dumb steep, hot climb.
How did I do?
I got freaking 24th, my best UCI result ever.
But you know what else was fire? Henry York won the green jersey and my other teammate got 18th.
After the race, Henry was interviewed by a Velonews reporter who said, “It’s nice to see Rio Grande do something.”
Yeah, it is, isn’t it?
Quote of the day
“Check yourself before you wreck yourself.”
Rolling down to the start line I paused more than stopped at an intersection and a dude leaned out of a 1992 Izuzu rodeo and put me in my place.
“How long are you pooping?”
“A long time.”
“Can I leave?”
“DADA! Let’s play I spy in the bathroom! I’ll start. I see something white TOILET PAPER”
I got some quality time with my boy after the race.
“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?”
“NOOOO DADA STAY HERE.”
“Thanks Dada! Do you want a bunny to sleep with?”
Putting Lars to bed has become a hostage situation.
What I hated about today