It's the night before the first meet of the season. I've waxed my legs, changed wheels, packed up, made bread and ran laundry. There is nothing to do but sleep. Of course, I don't want to sleep. Stupid nerves.
Sean says he's going to bed. Guess I should too. Gotta be in Everett by 5.
Long weekend. We had some great racing and some bad crashes. My team did not do fabulously, but that's okay. We don't want to be too cocky as we head to Regionals next month in Portland. I raced better than I expected, given the allergies. Only really died in one race, though the hacking and coughing was (still is) impressive. ( Day by Day Breakdown )