the blue bird laughed at me as i went by breathing too hard. he was just getting some dinner, i was doing something else entirely. the wind was pretty bad it made a medium to hard ride harder. with carter lake six days out i need to get more accustomed to work. too long since the last race. the squirrels were getting a kick out of me too, they figured another idiot human out trying to prove something instead of getting his dinner out of a tree. with the bike path clear all the way to copper i have a good stretch of path without much traffic at all. new tires on the road bike made for a smooth ride on the already good surface of the path. it feels good to train, following a pattern to get the most out of my old bones. this will be a good year, i can feel it.