meat snax and cow jerseys- A tour of America's Dairyland.

Our troubles began in darkness, as trouble seem to do.

Tuesday 4:40pm- Power outage because of a storm

6:30- Cook dinner- rice and beans- on a gas stove. Clayton grills chicken.

6:45- Want ice cream

6:50- Need Ice cream

7:00- Clayton rides down the street to the gas station to get ice cream. He convinces himselfduring his ride on my old red commuter bike that he's the fastest and goes on to win/podium the next couple days at ToAd.

7:10- The owner gives it to us for free because, due to the power outage, his freeze is letting everything melt. Or maybe he just felt bad for a bunch of 21 year olds on an ice cream mission.

8:00-We sit around the galloon, knuckles deep in neopolitan. Laughing. The sun bares down and slowly drops from the sky, pouring us in it's last. We're illuminated. Radio crackles. I wonder if these are the times I'll miss.

11:30-Bed

Wednesday

Godawful early- Wake up. Get ready to race Tour of America's Dairyland, or ToAD. Realize ToAD is the best acronym for a race, ever. Try to get excited about a 13 mile non-aero time trial. Can't.

9:00- get to venue, look for McDonalds. Egg & cheese biscuit. Yum.

10:30- flat tubular. Awesome. Borrow a wheel from a teammate. Ready to roll.

11:05- Start time trial. That's alot of hills.

12:00- win! By 1.5 seconds. That was close. Get a sweet cow jersey.

3:00- Driving home with friends, laughing in that afternoon sun. Feelin' nostolgic. Wondering how many times like these we have left.

3:15- Car sputters.

3:20- Car stops. Out of gas. On the freeway. In a construction zone with no shoulder. Pop on emergency flashers. Laugh. Then get scared. Call cops. Get called assholes.

3:22- Clayton explains we had to try to make it to the next gas station because they sell meat snacks. Like in Trailer Park Boys. Understandable.

3:40- Nick pushes us down the road 100 yards.

4:00- Think about riding bikes down the freeway to get gas/a gas can, but that's something you can only do once in your life.

6:00- Rescued. Home.

I hope this summer never ends.

I hope these memories never fade.

I hope we never run out of gas on a freeway again.