"I'm talking about a little place called Asssspen"

Jordan and I motored up to Aspen on Thursday afternoon for a weekend of training, dining, and even a bit of relaxation. We met up with our friends Taylor and Martha who had driven from Park City and their friend, Doug, who had arrived at 8000 feet straight from Florida. We all stayed in a condo right on the mountain in Snowmass -- very sweet.

After 4 pretty mellow days of training I was ready to put the hammer down again and I got to work this weekend. Friday we rode up to Maroon Bells and I worked hard to stick with Jordan and Taylor for as much of the climb as possible. They chatted leisurely as I worked like mad until the gradual climb turned steep and in a matter of seconds they were 200m ahead.

Maroon Bells is beautiful, but just as cool is the Marmot X-ing sign:

Saturday Martha, Taylor, Doug, and I rode up along the Frying Pan River. I worked it hard again, riding paceline with Taylor and Doug for a while before hitting the hurt at the start of the steeper climb up to the res. Again, more amazing views.



Jordan and I were able to get a swim in at the Aspen Rec Center on Saturday night. I thought swimming up at that altitude would be torture, but it actually felt fine. Lowered my 200 yd PB to 2:37 -- can't complain about that..I don't think I broke 3:00 until February or so.