back from opus, i felt really tired. todd was there, on the first sprint i was on like 5th wheel and took off but had nothing in the tank and all of a sudden someone comes around me and its todd. he took third, it was cool. he'll be a really good bike racer if he sticks with it. he doesn't train at all, and he raced that race without a warmup (he drove to the race, registered, rolled around for 5 minutes and raced). on the third sprint todd, me and two other guys got a gap somehow at the base of the hill and i figured todd was feeling good so i went to the front and started hauling, to make sure the pack wouldn't catch us and to lead him out, but i ended up dropping todd and one of the other dudes and the last one who stuck to me didn't try coming around, so i actually won a sprint, that was cool i guess.

i have to grade a zillion things for tomorrow, and i skipped class today, so i feel kind of miserable. oh well, i could always make some homemade tacos from the maseca mix...