Counting Down...

Is it the end of august already?! It's hard to believe that almost a year has gone by since the wrap party at last year's Tour of Missouri. Since then I've changed departments at work, ridden my first century, worked too many weekends, completed my first triathlon, and put too few miles on my moto. Can't imagine where I'll be a year from now!

So tomorrow I leave bright and early for a 6:30 rendezvous with Vicki, Sherril and Emory on the way to Greenville to work the US Pro Cycling Championships. Hopefully we'll stay warm and dry on our journey. But as excited as I am for this weekend, this is simply the appetizer before the multi-course meal that is my autumn.

Next weekend I'm off to Missouri for their third tour. Seven days of, as my friends at work put it, "chasing a bunch of bicycling frenchmen in spandex on my motorcycle." The race ends in Kansas City this year, where I'll meet up with my mom and her sister, who will be hauling my moto (I know, heresey) to California as I fly home.

A coue weeks later Doran will be flying out here, and assuming I've rounded up a bike for him, we'll be riding the sequatchie valley century together, and generally getting into whatever trouble we manage to find for the week.

Finally, come November, I'll be flying out to California for a week of riding motorcycles in Baja with Doran, eating tacos, drinking cervezas, and watching the 1000 after pre-running the course. Can't bloody wait!