This was my first week back at my normal training schedule. Iâ€™m delightfully exhausted, but the week was rather uneventful. My first ride in several weeks involved my buddy Aaron Trent helping me up a hill by letting me grab onto his jersey. Whatâ€™s great about this time of year is that every workout is better than the previous. So yes, I had trouble getting up a short mild hill, but Aaron was the only witness, so if none of you tell anyone, then only a five or six thousand people reading this will know.
I also got my first flat of the off-season, which is good to get out of the way. Every year I get a gnarly flat in my first week of training, this year it was a carpenterâ€™s nail stuck all the way through the tire and tube and into the rim of my wheel. Luckily it didnâ€™t do any damage to the frame.
Last noteworthy event is that my parents finally made it to Colorado to visit me. Itâ€™s their first visit since I started training here other than when I was in the hospital with some crazy Hawaiian bacteria a couple years ago. Itâ€™s nice to have them here, but in some ways it makes me miss being home. Seattle is just such a great city.