Get My Back 'Till I Get Back!

Ahhhh, the end to a fast week. This week has been a f*cking blur! All winter I turn the pedals in the Stankment®, work hard, and dream about these weeks. Yet I've been a mess of nerves, organization, and excitement all week. All to pretty much put my body through a sort of hell for 13 hours. And I can't wait! This IS going to be fun. Right? Of course! Yet I still feel like one of those freaky businessmen that you read about that are real uptight, suit and tie guys by day, but at night belong to some sort of secret sex club that involves diapers, spankings, nipple clamps and lots of hot wax. Well, it's SORT of like that. Except with chap ass, leg cramps, dirt, and two big ass 29" wheels of Salsa love. (I'm gonna get SOOO many hits from perves!)

Wifey and the B-Man are coming with me. Wifey is gonna help in the pits, and B-Man is set to throw down in the kid's race. Having the family along will be great, but it does add an element of "bringing everything but the kitchen sink". Last year I did this race out of the back of my car. This year I will have a big ass tent, pop up and The Red Headed League as my pit crew. Might be overkill just to ride my bike, but it will be sweet to see them every few laps or so.

I picked this up for Wifey today...

If you can't tell, it's a Princeton Tec Fuel head lamp. I was at Ricardo's picking up some 'pane and I couldn't pass it up. My sponsor whoring even got ME to buy one. Now Wifey can work the pits at night and more importantly the porta johns "hands free" for 50 hours plus!

So for now that's all I got. Heading to Leesburg with in the a.m.. If you're racing this weekend, which it seems a TON of folks are- Good luck and be safe!

Until Sunday sometime. Watch my back and have a great weekend.

Later.