The big hurt

SO in case you haven't noticed, the weather is finally venturing in the direction of fall. Yay, that means cool weather, mudd and knobby tires. To keep this post short given the abnormally HUGE amounts of homework I still have to catch up on from the hurricane stranding I endured while visiting Ohio for what I thought was the weekend. Simply put this weekend was a blast. Nothing but eating crap, riding bikes up and down mountains (on trails aka mountain biking), visiting the local Piggly Wiggly, and every so often picking myself slowly from the dirt. What a blast!

Until I have time to fully post a decent blog post worthy of your time and my effort Ill leave you with some fun pictures of my soon to be cross-mates on our "bonding" trip to the Ocoee! Black Bear Rampage next weekend then off to start my cross season in Tennessee! UH OH!

Mike and I... enjoying ourselves at the Ducktown Piggly Wiggly




My crash site. From what I am told, I am alright at the whole mountain biking thing. If you look closely you can see the resemblence of a smiley face within the bruising. It was mor noticable this morning but it slowly became less obvious as blood started accumulating to the surface. Oh well. In case you were wondering, I have a similarly interesting bruise on my back where the bike landed on me. OH WELL!