We sat down in a group to meet, most of us, as strangers. The plan was to learn a few things about each other and also learn stuff like how to replace a tire (for those riders who may not already be accustomed with the process). Meanwhile I fumbled with my tire like a nervous wreck when, truth be told, it was the first time I have had to remove a tire since buying the bike months ago and it was still quite firm. I hoped to myself that this was a sign of the beginning of a flatleas trend for my tires... fingers crossed. Also we were given a walk around of the trailer which would house our belongings for the next couple of months. We learned the general safety rules and techniques. Hell, I even re-learned the age old lesson to WEAR SUNSCREEN as we spent most of the day in the blazing sun. The down side is I get to rock a rather embarrassing farmers tan going into the ride that will, most likely, be turned into the equally recognizable cyclists tan. The day was picturesque as the bridge swung open to allow large boats to pass through. The anticipation was so strong you could taste it in the air and finally, just now as I prepare to walk down to eat with the team and some of their family and friends, the butterflies start to run amuck in my gut. And you know what... I like it.
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