I've been in a spot of bother lately, with the kneecap issue. Missed a race, training is severely interrupted, haven't run in 11 days, the list could go on - but I have to turn it around somehow, so here goes.
Hard work = success
Motivation to get better everyday and work my weak ass off while doing it.

2003 was a good year. A very good year. Quarterfinal vs. Santa Clara.

2003 Semi vs. UCLA

Off the front in the Webster Groves Crit, 2007, after countering an attack by my teammate, Pam Hinton. Almost caught the field and my Grandfather was there to watch.

With teammies, celebrating a Tour of KC result after successful teamwork. This was a day of attacking trying to stay away, getting brought back, teammate attacks, sit-in, they get brought back, you attack... FUN! 2007

After I stopped road racing, I became a professional fun seeker. Trail was my method. This goodness is in Gallup, NM. Pure joy. I rode with a local that day who was out to show me the trails... Heheh. Or maybe he was trying to ride with me! 2009

More trail goodness, at 8-9,000 feet, near Laramie, Wyoming. These trails are perhaps the most varied trails I have ever ridden. Some crazy rock gardens and climbs, swoopy stuff that is similar to the trails I started riding on in Chapel Hill, high meadows... 2009

At the top of the pass to Beulah, CO. Yep, rode it SS. It was um, slightly, burly. 2010.

On the way to winning the Midwest SS Championships at Binder Lake State Park in Jeff City, MO. 2010. Rode 32x15, which was a little stiff for me at the time.

Some wheel sucking going on in a MTB race. HA! If you look closely, you can see my "tired" tell. Maybe only my age group swim coach will notice...
It's taken a bit, but I think I'm back in the correct frame of mind to look forward at my goals for the season. Now to get better!