Guess this will be quick. Norman is picking me up in like 15 minutes and we will launch our campaign on the 2011 24 Hours of Rapelje. I have my Action Wipes, Carbo Rocket, and Turner ready to roll and piles of gear needed for a solo effort stacked outside my door. I will go into the race a Missoulian, that just got out of a bad land-lady situation and leaving the employment situation as well. I will return a Bozemanite ready for new challenges and continuing career. I will actually have a real job folks. Ha!

Last night was one of my last Missoula Thursday Night Rides where we hit the Wallman Trail. Lots of friendly faces I haven’t seen in a while were there and it felt good to be outside during summer like conditions. The creek babbling, hearts a thumping, and the group chatter off my rear wheel. I let it all soak in. I was happy to see Ronnie who I haven’t seen in a while and Mo who just started biking this year with the group doing the trails on a cross bike. Pretty impressive … pretty cool.

Kind of wishing I could have my cake and eat it too but that isn’t the way life goes. So I head on down the road for new adventures. This weekend I transition during a soul burning 24 hour race to a new adventure. Who knows, might find tastier cake.