Good luck and stay safe, Shovel.
Did the team group ride today, and proved that my form is more in the Paula Dean range than the Rihanna or Maria Sharapova range.
And then, to keep my streak alive as I go for the worst luck in cycling this decade award, what was left of the group took a shortcut through a rock strewn gravelly area when traffic kept us from our usual turn, and sure enough, I flatted on a rock. AND, since my training wheel is awaiting a new hub from the hanger incident, I was on my racing tubular. Luckily it was only a few blocks from the shop, and they sent the wrench out in a truck to pick me up. I left the bike there to have him glue a new tire on. Since the shop was burglarized about a month ago, odds are about even the Giant will be stolen.
The fit guru says they are going to find a witch doctor to fix my karma.