Jared

I don't know if Jared knows how much of a motivator he is, I train better and smarter knowing he is out there doing more. He keeps me honest, I know he'll be doing that from NC, but I'll miss the rides and the push of seeing him roll past the house when I'm still 15 minutes from getting out the door, I regret not getting my shit together earlier to ride the commute with him more often. Thanks, dude, you're a great friend and an amazing racer.

Yet

Part of my commute when I ride the paved path takes me around the backside of a hospital and medical office building, when I see someone standing out back finishing their cigarette I chuckle. How can you administer or facilitate the medical process in any way and maintain some shred of credibility while harboring a habit like that? It's like a heroin addict running a methadone clinic. Anyway, I feel a change in the air, autumn isn't far away, I can smell the barriers and maybe a hint of some mud, perhaps Portland mud or maybe East Coast mud. Either way it will be good, how could it not?