I don't even really know what to do with myself right now (although a big hint of what I'm GOING to do with myself in the very very near future is pictured here). Tomorrow's weather might actually be better than "full suck" and for the first time since I don't know when I don't have to work on Saturday. I'm almost doing the damn happy dance here.

There's a thing in construction that must be analogous to what good time trial riders do - just zip up the suit and don't consider that there could be such thing as "having a life" or "not feeling like your chest is going to explode." Since all things good and bad eventually come to an end, this too shall pass. Also, you give a pretty hard effort that, in order for you to get the most out of what you're doing, needs to be sustainable. And then at the end you ramp up with whatever gas is left in the tank and just get to the line. But being at the end of one of those periods, I find myself nearly deliriously relieved. The original build out schedule for this thing was 9 weeks, and pretty tight at that. Permits didn't get issued until 11/23. Between then and now we've also had a few holidays in the schedule. So do the math. It's been a bit of a five alarm fire. If you go back and watch the 2009 World's TT and see Cancellara at the end of it, that's a bit like how I feel right now, only all of the excitement is just relief, not excitement.

On the other hand, I've build 3% of the area's 100 best places to eat, as curated by Washingtonian. That's pretty cool, actually, and while it's something that I can't be proud of (that would be a grotesquely unwarranted glory grab), I am nonetheless psyched about it.

If I had a point when I started this thing, I've long since lost it. Have a great weekend. Don't crash your bike.