My dog ate my home work.

Or at least my number plate:

Seriously,  Potter went into my zipped up cycling bag and pulled out my MASS number plate.

I clearly can see where he was trying to make my number more aero. Clearly.

I suspect that dog either hates me, or makes it his personal mission to destroy my stuff.

Luckily, I only have 1 or 2 more mtb races this year...

Seriously, he hasn't destroyed anything of Diane's. Seriously.

Finally picked up my new wheels today.

Stan's Crest Rims (per Fort Jame's recommendation before he went AWOL), DT 340 hubs, and DT spokes. All pulled together by wheel building master Slick Rick the Ruler. Nothing like hand build wheels folks!

signed by the master:

I'm pretty excited to take these guys for a ride this weekend...

this is pretty good too.




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fatmarc