8:30 pm. The sun is going down on a cloudless sky here in Sherwood. Sure, we got a little rain today but all forecasts call for a glorious day tomorrow.

Gear is set. Changed out a worn out cleat and did the once-over on Mrballistic's Santana. (well, a little more than a once-over). Washing the digs but I can't decide what to wear. Can't find the computer - must be at the office - I don't really want a 'puter on the 55/Rad anyway.

Pacing. Going over checklist. Drinking a cup of coffee. Wondering what time BK opens in the morning. Where's my registration and check I so carefully filled out days ago?

Wondering. Season started late but I'm catching up quickly. Still need to drop 6 pounds. How will it go tomorrow? Strategy - work the first 30 or so and hammer it after we make the turn with the wind at our back. Draft Velocity. Or is it pull? I get mixed up with this "beeeyotch" stuff. Don't forget to pull at least one lame stunt - like passing everybody on the tiniest of rollers and proclaiming myself king of the mountains.

Wishing. Wishing the Tete was ready. Will it be for STP? That ride 2 years ago was the inspiration and still I wait....will I ever ride it even when it's done? Why am I looking at frames?

Anticipation. To some, it's the best part.

Thinking. Out loud at the moment. Sorry.

See you there.

55/Rad