I Hate Bike Racing
So not only did I completely fuck up the finish at Marblehead last weekend and have to replay that in my head over and over again all week, today I flatted out of the winning break of 5 with a lap and half to go, just after Mark McCormack attacked the break to win solo.
I'm going to nap now, and then try to self-medicate at Bukowski's later. It's without a doubt the most overpriced beer bar in Boston, so hopefully I won't get into too much trouble. If I was a wall-puncher, now would be a good time.

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