I had to rush to campus early this morning for a pds meeting, with the intention of staying on campus to study and get my personal statement done the rest of the day. This meant having to find something on campus to eat, and luckily I caught Mike on his way to library, so we hit up PC. After much debate, I decided to get the whopper duo, dressed southern style.
growth hormones.
Meant to get groceries tonight, but wound up swinging by Los Primos for a Monster Cali Burrito dinner. Caught up with Chris, Isaac and the guys over Mario Tennis, Fifa, Call of Duty, and their new ping pong table.
Friday nights are supposed to be enjoyed, no matter how your week went, Fridays are the end of the week. Period. Don’t get caught up with your schedule, it’s Friday. As wrong as you make it out to be, it really isn’t.
unexpected letters in the mail are the best. Thanks guys! CCC.
Chinese Congregational Church, San Francisco
climbing aside, at the top–take a moment. Sometimes you just stand stunned and speechless, out of breath, with bike at hand.
Sure, you just murdered that hill, but the view takes full control of you.
Kevin and Corey
Scripps Ranch Lookout, San Diego
Scripps Ranch Blvd. between Mira Mesa Blvd. and Spring Canyon Rd.
Kevin and Corey laying down asphalt.
I’ve ridden in and around Miramar-Scripps Ranch area before, but I’d never ventured down Pomerado Road which is definitely the highlight of this ride. The climb is right around 11 miles, and I don’t know if that’s what made it so difficult, but sizing it up against Torrey Pines and Juan St–it doesn’t seem to compare at first. It’s pretty gradual, so I’m not sure if it’s because of the location in the ride, or if we were just all drained at the time. Pedometer says it’s roughly 500ft in 2 miles, and you definitely got that slow, flat tire feel going up the first 200-300 feet. It might’ve been that we started from a dead light as well, instead of a rolling start. Whatever, it was pretty slow going up, but well worth it at the top. Coming back down wasn’t as sketch as I’d expected, although fewer cars–maybe on an early sunday morning, would’ve been nice. Can’t wait to ride this route again.
In traffic with Kevin, Victoria, and Corey
