Outside I can hear the wind blowing, I can see the trees bending with each gust of Mother Nature's blustery breath. With each howl of the wind I think spring is being blown further and further away.
Thankfully we'll be ditching this crazy weather state in a few days to head down south. In less than a week we'll be lining up on the start line against some of North Carolina's finest mountain bike racers. I can't wait to stomp them all. They'll see me fly by them and wonder "who's that girl?", and how can I be just like her?!? I can dream can't I?
Our home away-from-home awaits us.
Sweet.
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