No excuses

I had an entire break to update this thing, and didn't. Shoot me!

I didn't just sit on my butt and do nothing, but I did sit on my butt a lot. I even played with my computer, contemplating on updating my blog but didn't. That is OK.

I survived another round at Logan...I thought I was going to crack several times throughout the trimester and didn't. I think the school likes this whole push you to the edge, let you teeter, and then totter your way back into the game. Whatever works. I came to the conclusion that if I can survive Tri 2, I am good to go.

To kick off the break, Thomas and I scooted down to Georgia to catch some of the Tour, do some riding, and chill out. Our trip was a bit shorter than planned, but quite refreshing in deed. I have some pics, but they are on the other computer and K is typing away on something considerably more important than this (or, at least she thinks so).

We build a deck...it is neat.
This is where wood comes from when it rains outside.

I skipped all of the boring structural details, but here is the skeleton.

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...done and done...well, except for the railing and real step; my dad wants to make sure everyone knows that this is just a temporary step. Funny guy. Big thanks to him, my brother Tim, Father in-law Dennis, buddy Jake, and neighbor Pete for helping us out with this project.

We broke the deck in nearly minutes after we finished by BBQing for all of the returning Logan students (well, not all of them, just the cool ones that we could get a hold of at the last minute). Most everyone either flew in to the airport (which is like 1300 paces from our house) or traveled down the 70 corridor that ultimately ended in our back yard. Good times.

It is good to be back in school, and to be riding a bit. I am a bit jealous of all the racing that I have missed this year, but that is the name of the game. I am hoping to cruise up to the Clarksville TT this weekend...we will see. It is also the MO State RR, and even though Rolla is the host city, I think I will have to pass due to the fact that I have only ridden my bike over 70 miles a handful of times this year. Bummer. Crit season is among us, and hopefully I can manage to hang on in the whirlwind of pain.

So, this is usually the part of the post I try and promise to keep this thing more updated. Well, you know the routine...see you within the next two months!