July 24th, 2008

It's been three weeks off the bike today. Super bummed. FedEx is taking their sweet time. It took them three days to deliver the box, and four to pick it back up for inspection -- assuming they actually pick it up tomorrow. I feel like I should be able to add some extra money onto my claim, as they've basically taken away my only mode of transportation (lost all my pedals) for the past week.

Looks like I might have to miss racing in Jacksonville in two weeks. Super bummed.

Let's just pile it on, eh? I'm pretty convinced I've either got a recurrent case of mono or chronic fatigue syndrome.

Moving on Tuesday. Looking forward to being done with it, but not doing it. Living with a great person in a great house should be pretty alright, as long as she doesn't steal all my food. I'll be homeless for about two weeks, as I can't actually move in until the 15th. That should be fun. I've got a place to stay, but it'll be cramped, and I'm sure we'll be on each other's nerves by the end of day two.