It’s a little after 2 am and I’m just back and unpacked from the 60 mile MTB race today on the Berryman Trail in Mark Twain National Forest, southwest of St. Louis a couple hours. It is in a beautiful setting. Other than my left hand, the rest of my body is pretty mad at me and thus, rebelling. I’m toast. The results were very surprising. I won the race. There was an enormous amount of effort, physical and mental. I would very much like to sleep until noon, but that doesn’t really work any more. Maybe I’ll get lucky and sleep until 10. I’ll get to the specifics later today I hope.

Some of the spoils.