Saturday, August 8, 2009

How hard could it be?

Race bikes in Belgium? What was initially an off handed comment to my grandmother has turned into an adventure in fitness and the unknown. Every year Bobontje (French/Flemish West Flanders slang for Grandma) heads back to Oostende, Belgium to spend a month or so with her sister. A couple months ago I told her in a half meaning way that I'd meet her there this year. After the impulsive notion got an endorsement from my wife, Janine - I now have a ticket to Brussels for August 19th returning August 30. And by the way, I'm going to race in two races when I'm there. Whether I get dropped - hang on - or do well, this blog is the record of my trip there and the story of my 2 Days in Belgium.

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