It's Coming...

Like the tide, it's an irresistable force... building, growing, intensifying... unstoppable.

For months it has laid dormant, growing in strength, sharpening to a razor's edge. And I am powerless to stop it. I've worked to delay it, to squelch the starving flame, but, of recent, fuel has been heaped upon the fire. The spark has been oxygenized, growing ever hotter, ever brighter.

This Sunday it will burst forth in full fury...

Race season has arrived and the kidlets are keen to turn the pedals in anger. Finally the training plan says RACE. No Jesse ride, no ME work, no seated 110+ rpm's... AWfoSho and El Gigante have got the itch again, and I can't stop them from scratching any longer. Even TK, who is luke warm on crits at best can't resist.

We'll be in Fremont on Sunday.

The kidlets, specifically my kidlets, haven't turned the pedals at race pace since July at Nats... even then both were injured, AWfoSho with a separated shoulder, El Gigante with patellar tendinitis. But, both are healthy now and champing at the bit... Oh the testosterone, the savagery, the primal urge...

Should be fun! Even I can't wait...