Sitting in my apartment in Spain with a little bit of jet-lag. My last few days in California were like every other day in California–awesome. I rode the mtb the last day I was there, hitting the Backbone Trail. I woke up way to early and felt the itch to be on the trails. But there seemed to be some trail maintenance that had just occurred and it was to loose to have much fun. It needs a good rain storm and more traffic to make it fast. Still it was fun to be on the dirt in the woods.
I then went to Peets and bought 5 pounds of Sumatra coffee beans for the trip. One way I try to get over the jet-lag is to not drink coffee for the whole travel experience until I get to destination, then I have some to stay up. I think I may have been drinking way too much lately because I got a screaming headache on the plane which was almost as bad as the one that took me out of the CSC Survival Camp in 2005. Fortunately, I was travelling with George Hincapie and he had some Advil in his bag. I got upgraded at the last moment and we both got to sit together up front after a nice guy switched places with George, turns out he is also a cycling fan.
Finally made it to Girona, got some food, and did a ride. Rode with George and Taylor Phinney. Riding behind those two was pretty cool, as they have very similar builds. Taylor will be 20 in a few weeks, while George is in his last few years racing bikes. It was neat to see one of the new crop next to one of the old guards.