Backstreet's Back, ALRIGHT?!

That title is meant to be read in a defensive manner with a note of hostility.

I haven't been feeling very "posty" lately. Listen bloggers, I am not going to give you the sunshine up the butt and all that 'it's not you, it's me' garbage. It IS you. But I'm gonna give this whole thing another crack anyway. Don't think this lets you off the hook. You need to take a long look in the mirror.

Recent developments for me include the following EVOTRI uniform!

As baller as a giant man-baby clad totally in spandex can be...

Name on the butt means people take you SUPER CEREAL.

Other really cool news is I went for a couple rides with Terenzo Bozzone (Half ironman world champ for those triathlon illiterates). My buddy Larry met him on a ride and organized one for the following day. Legit rides with HUGE climbing. We did something around 8k over 75 miles or so. We were pushing it too. I was toast. Next ride was a couple days later but almost the exact same format. Climb fast until you get sick of being on your bike. Tons of time spent north of 330 watts.

In addition to Terenzo, James Bowstead and Andrew Lockton (both dope pros in their own right) rode on one of the respective rides so we had a beastly group each time. Also, the owner of Saltstick, Jonathan Toker came along. He's a former pro and climbs like a wisp of smoke. It was a LOADED group.

I am hoping to get more time with these dudes because I want to see what the pro level is all about on a day to day basis.

I have a race this week. Naturally, I have been a complete waste of space for the last couple days. I am feeling great and super sharp. Hopefully a good result is coming.