So I conquered the bike, then the ride home, then the hills, then the track stand. I started to hammer. Got pretty decent. I made it home, through traffic, hills and lights (of which I did stop at.. for a few at least)... 17.7 miles, in 1 hour 17 minutes. Figured I had a place.

So, 16 October I went to a local fixie race. Got whacked on lap 6.

Demorilized, luckily, I was still able to drink with em and do my 14 mile ride home.

I've got work to do... Time to pick up the pace. Next time I'll drop the bag (perhaps the 14lbs bag held me back a little)..

But it was a good way to get SNAP back to reality.