Good Day Sunshine

Finally, two days of sun which leads to mountain bike fun.

Saturday's Rally in the Valley proved to be a well-organized, super fun event. I regret the 20 mile ride the day before the Fair Hill race, but I think I had sun fever. I just could not get enough outdoor time.

WFSG showed up with her son Shea. I rode with the usual suspects: M, D, Frankie, and Erik with rare appearance by Roger and Capt. Kirk. We acted like a bunch of tourists, asking people at the Inn to snap our photos. Neil Silverman was on hand with his Iphone, uploading photos on the fly.
Sarah King, M, and yours truly. Oh, look! A plate of food in hand. What a surprise. Here we are with Jewelie who promises to ride with us but thus far hasn't. I am calling you out, girl. Now it's in print!

Sunday, M, the boy, and I headed to Fair Hill. We nearly ran out of gas which elevated my heart rate to the red zone. No warm up needed for me! The course was fast, fun, and in superb shape. I managed to complete my two laps without dabbing and was pleased with that accomplishment. There were only a few areas of concern but they didn't bother me. Take that, roots, logs, and rocky climb.

The boy rocked his first race. He was awesome during the first 4/4 of the race and then flatted. Ray Z. provided "neutral tech support" and helped him change the tube. They totally thrashed the final 1/4 of the race in an attempt to bridge to the 3 racers Jimmy had been with most of the race. I am so proud.

Tomorrow calls for 40 and rainy. By noon I will be convinced that the Rally and Fair Hill were hallucinations and that instead of wasting time on Facebook I should be building an ark and buying parkas because it's never going to be nice again. Never.

School cannot end soon enough.