My pre-race meals tend not to be generally accepted by the people who determine the answers to these types of important, world-changing issues.
As such, I will resort to the excuse of pizza legs for a really crappy performance at the Tour of the Valley criterium.
Normally, this type of stuff is kept on the down low, but a certain investigative photojournalist exposed my methods with a rare race appearance on Sunday.
What's not to love about sitting around watching a bike race in the middle of the afternoon on a 90+ degree day.
(1) I have confirmed that Taco Tontos is my favorite place for burritos in the entire universe. If I lived near Kent, I would be morbidly obese. And happy.
(2) The best way to deal with a fireworks display across the street from your house and an Alex dog that is terrified of fireworks is to go somewhere not near a fireworks display. I think he had the most pleasant Fourth of July he has had in a while.
(3) The Medina Twin Sizzler was very fun this year due to the organizers agreeing to allow all "experts" to race together, instead of having us youngsters be caught (again) by the hulking 35+ expert peloton.
Fourth overall, first under 35 expert. Where's my Cat 1 upgrade now, USA Cycling?
(4) After busting out of the Twin Sizzler and being home and napping by the time I would have gotten my boss gold medal from the race, I played with the Reuben, the American Black and Tan Coonhound, to celebrate the day. He is quite the patriot. (Video courtesy of Katie).
