Spring Break BITCH!

Spring break is almost half over, I can't believe it. I started my spring break on last Friday by drinking at a house party(the first in months), followed by the Dug Out. I had a total of 4-5 drinks all night and I ate dinner. When I woke up on Saturday, I felt like I had 10-12 drinks. I made it to boulder, only 2 hours later than I had planned. I sacrificed my st. Patrick's day blackout for the CU road race on Sunday. I was DD for one of my friends in boulder, I waited until 1:30 to go back up Boulder Canyon (where I was staying), and the person I was driving around decided to stay in boulder. So basically I hung out with a bunch of drunk people, while I was sober for no reason. The race on Sunday after a restful 3.5 hours of sleep went like I expected, 47 minutes of pure hell. I managed to stay in the race for 2 out of the three laps. When I finished with my DNF certificate of participation, I looked at my heart rate monitor to discover that for 47 minutes of racing my average heart rate was 191. After the race I did my best to pay my respects to st. Patrick a day late. Monday consisted of going on a hike near red feather lakes off of the peak to peak highway. We manage to get 8 miles of hiking on top of snow. I cooked dinner for 7 people and it came out great. Sunday started with me getting up a 9:30 in the morning and thinking my calf's were going to explode when my entire 135 lbs of weight were applied to them. I was just a little bit sore to say the least. We finished out the day with a few hours of rock climbing after a two year hiatus from the sport. It has been a good break so far. Tomorrow I am riding up boulder canyon and sugar loaf mountain. 8.4 miles of pure pain. If you make it this far than please ask me to recommend you a good book, because there are sure better things to do than listen to me ramble via text. Thanks for checking on my fanastic piece of the universe

Auf Wiedersehen Der Kaiser

You will notice the devil chasing after Der Kaiser. I took this devil to symbolize the urge to dope in the sport of cycling. Der Kaiser you will be truly missed!






On another note argyle is making a come back, but I think this is going a little to far to put a jersey onto a rat's excuse for a dog!