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Yesterday on the way back from the Velodrome the clouds opened up and hailed for six miles. Hypothermia on a bike seems awfully pathetic, and yet was a real danger considering my utter lack of clothing. I moaned, hunched over the handlebars, and got as low as possible to avoid windchill. Fifty miles on one luna bar in the rain hurts.
I have a team now; a coach and a mechanic, a group of people who I will race with and need to rely on and travel with. Meet the team rides start the 17th of September- and this coming summer I will help with Kiddie Kilo.
I've lost myself this morning and I'm textbook. Listless; this is the girl who sleeps at 3 in the afternoon. I hate talking about myself.
I have a team now; a coach and a mechanic, a group of people who I will race with and need to rely on and travel with. Meet the team rides start the 17th of September- and this coming summer I will help with Kiddie Kilo.
I've lost myself this morning and I'm textbook. Listless; this is the girl who sleeps at 3 in the afternoon. I hate talking about myself.