It’s back to bike race season. Two days in Fruita in the desert. I love this place. Came here for the first Fat Tire Festival when there were only about 20 folks here. The swag was phat…everyone went home with something. My how it’s grown!
Back into the dust…in the keypad…in the eyes and nose…on everything that you set down in just seconds! It’s a serious love/hate relationship.
I feel really great about being able to time yesterday’s race by myself. I feel even better that Erin and Gerrit were at the helm for a good part of today. I love being able to divide and conquer and also that we have two amazing staff who did such a stellar job.
Just some musings and a welcome back to working in the dirt.