It’s funny but in some ways this is the strangest business trip I’ve had in quite some time because I’m neither half way around the world or even in a different time zone and I’m also around some of the areas that I most enjoy escaping to when I’m taking time off. So I guess it shouldn’t be surprising to me that I find my mind running off towards riding while I’m up in NorCal. I keep finding myself thinking about how much I want to come back up here and ride while at the same time thinking ‘man, I’ve been on the road long enough, it’s time to go home’. What a strange contradiction. Luckily I’ve only got a few more days up here and then I’m back to LA and riding. Of course after all this traveling around the Bay Area and shleeping gear in and out of the car, I’m physically whipped. So much in fact that I’d be surprised if I went riding this coming weekend… Perhaps there’s nothing worse than having the desire to ride and not the physical strength.