Bryan's asked why I look so angry in this photo:
I think it's pretty obvious: my Mylar number kept flapping in the wind, my Udy Proje~ helmet kept dripping sweat in my eyes, and my "bastard love-child of Rocknasium & Trek Store of Omaha" kit fairly ruined my sartorial sang-froid.
Plus, I'm fat. And that damn hill sucked.
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