I worked last night and managed to get some rest which was nice because I had 3 hours on the training schedule for the day. The only question was whether I could get outside to ride or whether I was in for a three-hour boredom-fest on the trainer. By the time I got on the trainer, I gave one last look outside and realized that the roads seemed to have cleared up--I could not pass up the opportunity. It was wet but not icy or slushy and right around 32 degrees with little to no wind--perfect start to the new year.



There's something about riding outside when it's so crappy that I love--I do not know if it's getting totally covered in mud that reminds me of being a kid or if it's the crazy looks from those passing by that make me feel like a freak or if it's the belief that the extra commitment will surely make me faster this season. Whatever it is, it's a huge sense of accomplishment. One of those days when you feel like you are earning extra strength from the gods.
Check out the aftermath...

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