Or, El Fiasco de la Grande, as I like to call it.
This has been a few months in the making. I've had a lot of help, much of it from this community.
I have always wanted to do a Peninsula run solo, but in the past something has always come up. Be it another team needing a rider, one of my buddies putting a team together, other commitments in life outside racing, or just general laziness. Well, this year the phone didn't ring, I've got nothing going on in my life, and I committed before the laziness set in. Now it's too late.
I really blame Frog for this mess. I was talking to him on the phone one day this spring, he was telling me that he was going to solo. No surprise the guy is an animal. A few minutes later when I hung up I realized I had just told him "yeah, good idea bro, me too!"
It was too late to back out, to do so now would be to admit defeat, to lose face. The only sensible thing I could do now is train, spend thousands of dollars and pretend I'm excited about it all. Put on my tough guy face and my big boy pants.