at least the rain stopped for the 1,2,3. roads dried out. sun shonerated. I'm not sure what I was expecting for my third race of the weekend. actually, I do. on the line I told my wife if I wasn't having fun I'd drop out early and we'd head home and cook dinner. guess I had fun. checked some resumes and the guys who beat me in the masters race were, uh, faster. and younger. and probably didn't sprint 3x the day before. need more power though. more power for sure.