On Wednesday night I had an awesome bike ride home. I ended up working a bit late, so it was completely dark when I left. Getting out of Santa Barbara, was its usual self (which isn’t bad), but past Montecito I had an amazing moment. Chilly evening air rushing past me, the sky is clear and the stars are out, and I’m peddling easily over smooth and even blacktop. That’s what bicycling is all about. Just a few times I’ve had moments like this when running as well. So far swimming is nothing but a chore. Hopefully that will change. Or maybe I’ll just give it up.

After asking the friend folk on, I spent some time this morning getting into and out of my shoes while on the bike. It’s not that hard. I will probably do that on the race, mainly to avoid having to walk far in my shoes.

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