I've been at training camp this weekend. The weather was spring-like and wonderful. I like training camp because everyone on the team spends some down time with each other.

I rode about 140 miles in two days. I like this particular camp locale (Mentone) because it is hilly and we get to climb up the mountain a few times. For the last 30 miles, I was very tired. What's funny to me, though, is that as I become more tired, I would feel a bit more insane. This insanity drove me to want to ride even harder. I guess it is similar to feeling frenzied.

When we got back home I picked up my little pooh bear (Ruby) at my parents house. My mom asked us why we can't just go out for a nice leisurely ride instead of brutalizing ourselves. I don't know why. Maybe because people are competitive with each other. I like testing my limits.