Hello Old Friend

So it’s been forever since my last post but a break was much needed, from everything. Now that I’m mentally recharged it’s time to do work. The road season officially ended and I’d have to say I’m ok with how things went. I made a ton of progress across the board and I’m ready to do the same thing again next year. Right now I’m trying to focus on the fast approaching cross season. Training is back full force and it feels good to get back on the bike. I think I’m on track to give cross a full go so I’m excited about the first race.

I’ll leave the road team situation for next year to a different post. Things are constantly changing so anything I would say could change at this point. Instead of constantly updating I’m just going to wait till it’s set in stone and fill you in.

My rant for the day is the fact that it finally happened. I’ve been beaten by somebody that was definitely on drugs. Mitch Comardo won the French Broad Road Race and it was just released that he tested positive for a whole slew of crap. He didn’t steal any money from me that weekend. If you remember my post from that race it was probably the worst weekend I’ve had all year. The prize money wasn’t anything to write home about anyway, that’s not what got to me. It was the fact that he took away somebody’s opportunity to ride across the finish line and throw his hands up in the air. That’s why we all race bikes. It’s that feeling we get when we come out on top. It’s what we think about when we’re freezing on a five hour ride in January. If you’re not Mark Cavendish it’s a feeling that you rarely get to experience. Then he tries to spew some crap about how he’s taking full responsibility, not contesting the results and accepting his punishment like that negates what he did. Admitting you did something wrong doesn’t make it right…jackass. Have fun not racing bikes for two years. I’m out.