The Perfect Number

Corey and I prerode the race start today and, in short, it's going to
hurt.

As Corey and I spun the road heading toward the gravel roads which
marked the beginning of the meaningful part of the course, I commented
that the gear I had might not be enough. However, once we hit the
gravel and neared the ATV trails, I knew I could let go of that idea.

The road kicked up pretty hard and my legs were not happy. From the
things rolled their way skyward while we bounced off rocks all along
the way.

We dipped into some single track to take us back and somewhere along
the my legs relaxed, I remembered how to ride a mountain bike and I
started looking forward to tomorrow.

It's still gonna hurt though. (and Mr Godfrey looks damn strong.)