Enough bike ranting. Saturday morning we went for a jog and I felt like crap. I am sure that I could name a million reasons why I ran like crap, but here are a few: I'm not in the shape I used to be in, didn't let my breakfast digest enough to fuel my body, started out too hard before warming up. As soon as we finished, my allergies took control of my very being. I couldn't stop sneezing and my nose was running MUCH faster than I had that morning. After I calmed down my mucus machine,

After some afternoon ciders at the bar, I went home to take a nap and get ready for the evening. A group of about 7 headed to Balata and had an awesome dinner. We rounded the night off at our local bar, E-Town. After becoming sufficiently intoxicated, we headed home (yes mom, we had a designated driver).
Kyle woke me up at noon on Sunday to go for a mountain bike ride. Still slightly hung over, I ate a bowl of cereal, had my tire changed and hammered out the dent in my rim. There are few better ways to get over a hang over than sweating it out or puking. I opted to sweat it out and almost puke. We climbed some decent hills on our way up. The view from the top was gorgeous. The snow on Arrowhead in Beaver Creek is finally starting to melt.
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