I just finished my ride (just beat the thunder/lightning/rainstorm home) and now it's time to pack for my flight tomorrow to NYC. I havent really gotten excited about it yet, but that is what packing is for. It gets me in the spirit.
The only part of preparation i am not excited about is cutting my hair. I really tried to get my hair cut here a few times but i am always left looking scary. One time they shaved my beard with a straight edge - i didnt even know i had one until i saw the blond fuzz float to the ground. Another time i was left with a mullet. The worst was when they gave me a hardcore "dont bother looking at me as i am gay" haircut. What made it even more amusing is that for months afterwards (according to my male friend who sees the same guy) he bragged to all his customers that he has a gay pro cyclist as a client. Even with all the bad experiences, i still considered getting my hair cut at a salon since it is a little uncomfortable to lift my arm due to the rib incident. But I got my ribs taped yesterday by my therapist and thankfully it seems to help a bit!
Off I go!