A few months ago I came across an abandoned couch on the side of the gravel road I was riding on. I sat down to rest, and took a picture. It reminded me of the famous chaise lounge that Salsa puts out as a photo opportunity in the middle of the infamous Dirty Kanza race each June. Kanza wasn’t on my schedule for this year. On that cold February day, I never thought I would be riding Kanza any time soon.

But, things change. I’m going to ride Kanza. Dirty Kanza.

Since deciding not to do the Bike Nonstop race I haven’t felt much like riding. It was the right decision, for a multitude of reasons. But it was still a hard one after months of preparation. Yesterday I finally got my new Warbird out and decided it was time to start riding again.

As soon as I got back from the ride things started to fall into place. I had entered the Dirty Kanza race registration lottery back in January, as a back up to the Bike Nonstop, but didn’t get a race spot. It didn’t bother me at the time because I was focused on riding across the country. Then that changed. Suddenly I had no race to prepare for. No goal to focus on. The lack of a major event to do, and to serve as a motivator, I couldn’t find the energy to get out and ride. But, within an hour of rolling in from my first ride back on the bike, I got an email. A Dirty Kanza spot was available. I took it.

Now I just need to figure out how to prepare for the race in 45 days. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯