How Appropriate

Just back from another exquisite experience. No sex, no drugs, no nirvana, no satori. Just a honest days effort. Trying to pay attention.

We started early this morning in the HoM with an emphatic and innovative twist on power and intensity. We tweaked the protocols a touch and spun away with a magnificent high intensity spin. Despite my prolix it was agreed that the session pretty much rocked. Which is all I seek in this quest.

Later that same day after a circuitous bus ride through Seattle and Ballard, then a three mile walk, we ended up at the Seattle Bike Expo. Always fun, always an adventure and always a reminder or where we are. I ran into the former B.I. Mayor, a fledgling randonneur, and she seemed genuinely excited to know that there is an opportunity in her community to train, test, work and grow starting as early as Monday at 0530. At a mysterious and scary sounding place known as the HoM.

I am genuinely excited as well.

Three quick shots from the Expo.
The CompuTrainer booth is rocking the new software.
JL Racing shows off one of their beautiful jerseys.
On the way home I spied a drained Fat Tire Ale.

How appropriate.