I just put on some new aero bars on my bike. It took me about an hour to dink around, twist this, adjust that - but I think I got it.

And as I sat on my bike, in what feels like the best aero position I've ever been in, I couldn't help but wish so badly that Ryan was here. I wish he was here to see me give it EVERYTHING I've got. To go for it like I've never done before.

They say sometimes when you feel sad, it's because that persons energy is in the room. I wonder if he's hid my set of keys again?