Day 13 - the 4th of July

One day I'm sitting in SouthWest Bicycle Shop talking with Jeff about my ability to complete this task. Asking if there was something I was missing. Something else I needed todo, something I needed to buy. So full of doubt. On that day I believe I talked him into putting on sissy/suicide breaks, now I don't regret putting them on, but he was right, I'm never gonna use them. Now I digress. So Lou, trying to be supportive says, "what are you worried about? you're just going to camp." Now Lou apparently doesn't know me. This is serious business. I have trained like no other. I have ridden with different types of cyclist. I have taken tire changing, chain repair and maintenance classes. I may not know what everything is called, but I am self sufficient on a bike. This was NOT camp. But on day 13 I am a champion at living out of a suitcase, ready to roll in 15 min with time to spare. I am meeting some amazing people and yes, labeling all my clothes. I AM AT CAMP!

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