Bastille Day
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OK, the thing is, it rained. There was a bike race and stuff, but after 72 consecutive days without measurable precipitation in Albuquerque, the gentle sprinkle the whole time I was racing tonight was a desert blessing. Rainbows are tough to shoot, but you get the idea. Look close. It’s a double rainbow.
My friend Kelli has started to blog her triathlon training. The woman is fearless. Now I eagerly await her first entry about a rest day.