The normal life of a 25 year old travelling triathlete
Monday, February 1st, 2010In the “big move” yesterday I had two bags and one bikebag+bike. Or, that wasn’t actually even my bike as the new specialized isn’t expected until tomorrow. It’s not much of a life. Any normal 25 year old would have needed a trailer, some friends and a promisse of pizza night to get their stuff [...]













