good morning, no race this week, life kept me from being fresh enough to go and suffer in the bunch, and make the family take the trip too. got up and spent two hours making b laugh like a mental patient. we had fun playing hide-and-seek. he is the coolest thing since two-wheeled crafts with no motors. a morning coffee run and i'm ready to see what the worlds i care to subscribe to have been up to the last few days, i.e. cycling related blogs and assorted columns. it was nice being out of touch for a few days while i thought about thursday nights' tragedy. yesterday was better, it wasn't as bad as friday but i felt a bit more human. read nimby's bit on not feeling, mongoliachronicles it's going to make you think for sure. it reminds of a reunion i had twelve years ago that restarted an important friendship. i was a bit drunk in the gold pan in breck when a bearded scary-looking guy came up to me and said hi. not quite sure what to do, who this person was at that moment i had a somewhat incredulous look on my face, he informed of who he was and a wave of chicken-skin washed over me, it had been a few years, not like nimby's 21 but nonetheless a cool reunion. we talked about how we had ended up at this point in time after a few years of no correspondence. we had simlar paths all along, bound to run into the other at some point. seeing joel again had me wondering what the newest chapter i had yet t pwrite in my life would be about, i had resigned myself to leaving colorado but now with an old friend i had new motivation to stay in the place that meant so much to me after just a few months. i left eventually but not after cementing a friendship that to this day is one of the most important perhaps second only to my wife. we remain on similar paths though 2000 miles apart. today is a good day to rest, the legs are tired but the body is more beat. long days add up when sleep can't be found in large blocks. coffee and food and an hour on the rollers will make for a good recovery day, next week has mega-miles in store, roubaix in two weeks, 4 hours of rough dirt roads will hurt but hopefully i can come away with no stitches this year. the montivation is there, and i have the maturity of a full year with b to drive me to the finish to see him standing there cheering for his pops! good days ahead.