13.1

My legs are sore.  I don't even want to get out of bed because I know my calves will scream at me. 

A half marathon will do that to you.


1:53:32 was my time.  Pretty average, but I'm happy with it.  I've never run that far in my life, so I didn't know what to expect when I started the Jacksonville Bank Half Marathon.

I stayed real consistent the whole way through, and before I knew it, I was back to where I had started earlier that morning.

I still had gas at the end, which makes me think that I could've gone a bit quicker.  There's always next time, I suppose. 

For now, it's back to the bikes.  My first (unofficial) race is Jan. 21.  Here goes nothing.

a little slice of Belgium

This past weekend was Swamp Cross, Gainesville's annual cross race.  The weather was beautiful (a tad windy at times), riders suffered and a lot of beer was consumed.  Sounds like a successful cross race to me.

Inner peace

Find it.

What I want

I ran over a sharp piece of metal nearly four centimeters long yesterday on a training ride.

The metal punctured my rim but didn't go all the way through, thankfully.

Couple this with the fact that my birthday and Christmas/Hanukkah are approaching, and now I can't get new wheels off my mind.

Introducing my latest obsession:

American classic Road Tubeless.  So pretty.  I want them (I'm talkin' to you, Mom and Dad).

Operation Fenders a success.

This has been a long time coming.

No more wet butt and muddy back when riding in the rain.  Hooray!

Looking at this picture, it looks like I may need to adjust the front fender.  It looks stupidly uneven.  Whoops.

I got these fenders.  Super easy to install.  Can't wait to test them out.

I love my commuter bike.  She's named Cecile.

Off for a group ride.  These legs are getting strong.