The biggest thing near their house is a super Walmart shitbox. We went there for some groceries and a couple laughs. Aside from the 6 OSHA recordables I saw (including a guy blasting a blow torch at the floor) I thought the book section was the funniest part of the store. It could be divided up into 3 sections:
- Harlequin Romance
- Shitty spy novels (like sub Robert Ludlum material)
- the "Inspiration Center" (aka Fundamentalist Christian Brainwashing Zone)
It was really nice to see my family. I miss them a lot sometimes - I feel like I'm too far from home every now and then. We just had a laid back, water skiing, reading, eating, drinking good time.
Equally as good was driving out to Blue Ridge Summit, PA to hang out with the "Haus" crowd from RPI. I miss them as well; it's just so easy to laugh non-stop in their company. I'd try to explain the jokes, but I don't think I possibly could. It's amazing what good friends and family will do for your morale.
After ordering my Redline Conquest today from Henry's, I decided to go to my first ever Cyclocross practice on Fitzy's borrowed bike. All I can say is this: I am ashamed, depressed, and dumbfounded that I have never ridden 'cross before. It rivals riding a velodrome for the coolest thing I've ever done on a bike.
I am motivated to continue training, including my newly started running regimen (we all know how much I HATE running), so I can actually compete in the upcoming months. My nuts are still a little sore from my first botched attempt at a flying remount onto the bike. 7-8 laps on just the barriers was enough to get the hang of it, but if I want to clear those bastards like Slick Rick and company, I'm gonna need some practice.
I think my next project is building some barriers on which to practice.