The next day after seeing my mom in the morning I went surfing for the first time since I been back. And what a trip, my arms are worked from just a little paddling around. The surf was small but perfect for a “gringo” like me.
Here I am on my second wave of the day.
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Ok, this is obviously not me, but I needed a visual to help tell the story.
So anyway, after the surfing adventure I drove down the packed freeway to the SD velodrome. What a big difference form the LA track. I warmed up on a 48*16 then hit the 14 cog for the sprints we were doing. I also got a chance to motor pace that was helpful for group work.
Once again this is not a picture from that day, but from 1977 on the SD track.
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San Diego...a whale's vigina. why don't you show some real pics of this place so I know what to look foward to in the fall.
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