This past Saturday I partook in my first cyclocross race ever, on a borrowed, slightly-small, mountain bike. My cx mudster is sitting in my garage, awaiting tires to arrive in the mail. 'C'mon, go to the nearest shop and buy some,' is what I heard a lot, and I would have, but I've stretched out the budget I set for myself for this adventure. So, I opted to borrow a mtb and just give it a go. I hit the deck twice, managed to not finish last and had a good amount of fun. I should also add I've never been off-road nor pack riding in those conditions, so there was an added unknown element which made this first outing crazy. I chickened out in some sections and I struggled to engage my pedals efficiently. By the 4th lap, I was getting the hang of it. 
Holly crap, I'm going to kill myself here...
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The low-key, down-to-earth vibe of the race was awesome. Heck, I walked away with a 6-pack of beer, a bag of oatmeal and 50minutes of good hard work, all for $22. How cool is that? I got tires now and I'll have the cx ready for next weekend, see if I can do a little better.
Please don't hit the boulder, please don't hit the boulder...
Sunday was Halloween, and it was awesome. Donovan was Darth Vader (once again). I was Green Lantern. We had a cool get-together at our house, with yummy food, festive costumes and lots of trick-or-treaters. Donovan and I were out ringing doorbells until he could no longer carry his pumpkin full of candy and begged to be carried home. It was a lot of fun.
Feliz dia de las brujas!
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