Yesterday morning after I dropped my bici at the shop for some maintenance (wheels trued, chain replaced, grease where needed, general checkup) and finished packing, 4.25 from home.

This evening, after almost the world's worst flight last night, and all day at the racetrack, 4.38 around the industrial park/hotel complex. I'm not really noticing the altitude honestly, we're only at 4200 feet, I just overheard some people today talking about having trouble with the altitude. maybe they live in a submarine But the jet lag and the allergies are enough to make me feel like cr*p warmed over. Amazingly my pace wasn't too bad today.

Non-athletes call me "dedicated" when I work out before and during travel. The truth is, I just hate feeling like cr*p. And even more, I hate sitting around the house fretting and stressing three hours before I have to leave for the airport.

Good luck tattie & teigyr! Kick butt!