Day 11

We have begun to get into a bit of a rhythm here in Madison: eat, ride, eat, relax, eat, sleep. Wash once and repeat. As we prepared for our daily reconnaissance mission, Sam, using his excellent forethought, noticed twenty minutes before the scheduled leaving time that all his kits were dirty. We don't have a washing machine, but we do have a sink and a hairdryer. The bibs were a little damp, and probably not that clean, but they did the job.

At least Sam checks his equipment before the ride; Matt discovered at the top of Blue Mound state park, the location of the nationals road race, that his rear brake cable was snapped. Not only is there no stopping power, the caliper clamps down on the wheel making riding near impossible. Luckily, Steve, who has been incredibly generous throughout this whole trip, continued the trend and took Matt to a bike shop while the rest of us did reconnaissance on the course.

Stu arrives tomorrow, Bryan races on Wednesday, and the rest of the team gets into action on Thursday. Nationals is almost here. We're ready.

(the laundry was just so warm!)