I apologize for my lack of blogging lately. Work, training, and life have come together into a perfect storm which keeps thwarting my noble blogging attempts.
Anyway, I'm happy to report that after stalking 100 doctors, including one sweaty and patient ortho during the middle of his bike fit at Front of the Pack, my foot is slowly on the mend. Lauren rookie season part 2 will commence with the Purse-LAHP smackdown at the Vineman 70.3.
Speaking of Purse, at this very moment she is in mid-flight to my house. Given my experience with her week-long visit in April, I already envision the state of our guest room - a veritable nest of almond butter jars, power bar products, and spandex clothes.(a pic of this will soon follow. promise)
Lindsey en route with 2 bikes, 2 bags, and no doubt a couple of yams for fueling.
Matt and the dogs have decided to abandon us for the weekend and have high tailed it up to Kirkwood for the California Death Ride. I am planning to train and then head up to Treasure Island to cheer on Purse and wave dollar bills in her direction, reminding her that she better finish in the money to pay rent for staying at my house this week.