Exactly ONE WEEK to departure.

Seven days before leaving the manageable (900′) base of the Court in favour of the 10,000′ towering heights of Breckenridge.

As the plan stands, my domestique du jour will meet me at the airport and whisk me away for four all expense paid leisurely days of acclimation and association.

Following this brief bout of rehabilitation and education I will be promptly returned late on July 4th.
Three days after CANADA DAY.
Just in time for the big race on July 5th.

He’s such a good boy.

I promised reviews and insight into the Empire’s pre-prep plans for altitude adjustments.

There are none.

Google provided the same olde HERE.
Do this, do that, watch out!

Useless.

The fact is, I have no control over the events that transpire within the confines of my life once I have established and demonstrated my extraordinary power of suggestion.

There is a supreme ability I possess that controls this vast and powerful Empire, as it pertains to mass individuality and coordinated acts of spontaneity…but attempting to control when I train, what I eat, how much I drink?

These tasks are beyond my control.

Frankly, this whole transitional attitudinal thing sucks…basically…I wanted to race but it was high…

One more awesome thing…remember how Dicky wanted to write some shite for The Breck Epic that would appear on Bicycling?
He has and it does.

To read it though…he never once makes mention of the tasks he will be required to complete or the company he will be allowed to keep.
The sanitation engineer posing as super model…pfft.

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