Almost Time to Go

Yargh. I'm leaving next Wednesday night for Portland.

I'm nowhere near as prepared as I had planned to be. I had this great training schedule that pretty much went to hell due to life happening. The good news is that I can probably do it anyway. After a couple of days one tends to get used to riding, and most of my days are only around 60 miles. The worst part will be the hills.

I plan to pack the opposite of how I packed for Juplaya. Minimal is the word. If I don't absolutely need it, it's out. I considered getting a bivy sack, but my tiny tent is pretty tiny, and that would be one more thing to buy. I have basically two outfits until I reach San Francisco. I'm shipping some clothes to the hotel so I will have something different to wear when I reach civilization.

I went for a nice long ride tonight after work. I forget how happy riding makes me until I'm out on the road. My LHT flies. I sorta wish I was doing a less hilly ride, but challenge is good, right. I checked in at the LBS to get a shorter stem for my handlebars. I shouldn't have put it off this long. The stem won't come in until Monday and I have to get my bike on the train Monday night so I can pick it up Thursday morning. The good news is I will have my bike until Sunday, so I can get lots of riding in, and maybe get around to actually moving my components around to see how they are on the top of the bars. Who knows. The riding is the thing. The riding and the packing.

And I still don't know what I'm wearing to the wedding. At least the shoes are covered.