I spent last week working at my PhD mentor's lab at University of Notre Dame. She moved there last summer and because my wife is an MD student and I'm an MD/PhD student, there was too much craziness in moving. So we decided to stay here in Columbia. After 5 years of living here, it finally feels like we're planting some roots down. We actually bought a house this month and took our first trip to Home Depot today. One of they guys working there seemed to get a little made at me for being a cyclist because the olympic coverage of the road race was 4 or 5 hours long. It was pretty hilarious I guess.
Anyway, I had planned on being at Notre Dame for 2 weeks but the equipment I was using broke, so I came home early. As I was driving back on saturday afternoon, I remembered that the Show Me state mountain bike race was 10 minutes from my house on sunday. I've never raced after not riding at all for a week. I guess it's hard to generalize as say that I'll never do it again, but the pain and shock to my body was such that I think I'll do my best to avoid repeating that again.
Pretty cool to be in the paper yesterday. The reporter got a few things off, but generally did a great job. I don't think he wrote a single thing down when he interviewed me so that was all from memory.