Everyone who knows my wife knows that her name is practically synonymous with "well-balanced meals." Everything she prepares has a protein, a whole grain starch and a vegetable. Maintaining a healthy diet is very important while training for anything, since exercising and working out is a terrible strain on the body's natural resources. I'm no doctor, but I'm pretty sure that's true.
Anyway, my wife is an excellent culinarian. That is to say, she knows her way around a ladle. Tonight, to help me recover from this morning's chilly, tempestuous ride into ridiculous headwinds, she threw together a veritable feast of mesclun greens salad with slow roasted tomatoes, fresh golden beets, wild brown rice, brussels sprouts and, that's right, London broil. Ok, so I was less interested in imparting diet tips and more interested in bragging about how awesome my wife is.
Now, I know everyone is saying, "that's great for you, Jacob, but what's in it for me?" Well, here's something for you too. Bike porn.
(The full rig, with Sidi shoes and Specialized helmet.)