The Thursday night ride was pretty good. I got dropped on my way out, then on the way back I tried to break away from everyone. I looked back and saw Mertz chasing me down, so I tried to go a little harder my legs were feeling pretty good. I looked back again and Dave was chasing now, so I again tried to add a little rocket sauce to my engine. They ended up catching me shortly after that. But I was able to hang on with them and take a few turns pulling. I wish I could ride like that every time. I'm starting to feel more efficient in my pedal strokes, if I get to tired I forget about it and my pedal stroke becomes craptastic. So after I turned off to head back home I realized that Christy was gone and I didn't have a key to get in the house. So I started to head to her parents were she was via the greenway trails. I ended up seeing Pat, Doug, Stokes, Dave, and Nick stopped on the side of the road. Someone had threw a soda can at Nick and they were waiting to see if the car would come back. So I road with them up towards Home Depot, and then turned off to head to my inlaws. Some people just don't respect cyclists, but they probably envy us more than anything deep down. Because we can wear spandex and ride far and fast.
Queen City Twilight Crit. This was a great race.



Belle was a big hit at the race.

She was starting to get tired though.

The aftermath.

Belle is doing good still working on potty training, and crate training. She really hates the crate though. She also hates walking on a leash I have to basically drag her across the ground. Oh well shes only 7 1/2 weeks old.