I’m ready for a ride. I packed the bike last Thursday after a fast interval session, and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. Most of that is just the general desire to go for a ride, but a bit is because I’ve been trying to figure out where I was going to get a torque wrench to put it all back together again after my flight to Minnesota on Saturday. And then, once I picked it up from the enormous REI store in Bloomington (which I had called to hold one for me) I started wondering where I was going to get the hex drivers for my new wrench.
Fortunately, Scott Johnson, everyone’s favorite diabetic hugger, suggested that we look at the Sears at the Mall of America. (Voilà, all set.) We were at The Mall to meet a bunch of his local Minneapolis peeps with diabetes. I met a bunch of fun people, and I think we all had a great time. Scott’s a great guy with a great family, and I’m so thankful that he kept me entertained between the time that I arrived yesterday and when I left for Iowa today. Thanks again, Scott.
I’ll be in Iowa for most of the next week visiting my family and some more diabetes peeps before the Twin Cities Tour de Cure ride next Saturday. Today, I spent time with my father’s side of the family, most of whom I hadn’t seen in three years. Tomorrow, after a short ride in the morning, I’m going to visit my brother.
It’s strange being back in Iowa, a place that I feel I should like more than I do. I was born here. It’s where I passed the first fifteen years of my life and where much of my family still lives. It’s also—most importantly—the place where I went to college and met Lisa. And it’s pretty . . . in a very Grant Wood kinda way.
Until next time, here are some pictures.