Made it to Belmont Plateau in Phila at 630AM for some wet cyclocross practicing.
It hurt. I have not ridden at a fast pace/high intensity for quite some time. Its hard to imagine that I used to be able to rock the house at 'cross practices. I called it at 3 laps the rest of the guys went on to do 2 more. While they did that I noodled around on a couple of the singletrack trails. Very nostalgic. Even riding the fixed cross-check I am still a log hopping machine, I guess somethings you never forget. Hey at least I got that going for me. :-)