Larry Perera Cycling Diary
Fiordifrutta Cycling Team

well. i made it through one week of training camp with my new fior di frutta teammates. although i have known nearly everyone on the team for a while, it was good to put in some k's, work on the tan, watch dietrich pull his best x-games effort off his front steps, listen to phil talk about his reasoning with the local officials of the law, and see hamblen drop everybody but himself on the way up kitt peak. all was going pretty well until coach curt pulled out the team schedule. he included the 2005 team roster on the top of his handout...the only thing missing was my name. once again...i found myself on the "B" team. i managed to finagle some kit out of a few of the guys laundry bags when they werent looking...:) jk.... so i got one chamois and a few jerseys...not to mention some pretty hot looking northwave shoes, time pedals, a rudy helmet, and some wife beater with a binch of holes in it.

after a 32 hour week im feeling a wee bit flat, but all is good, and in a few months time i should be good to go

i declared myself off the bean, and nearly pulled of a coup d'etat when i had the whole team foaming at the mouth for seconds of my yerba mate....at least until hamblen fell victim to the true power of the mate and lay on the floor for 6 hours straight with a migraine.

i ran into marco-polo. i mean jean-marco. i mean ron. he is doing well. i got some vegan yogurt from his shop. the stuff brought back a few memories of the good ole days.

i ate no less than 4 times at casbah or whatever you call it. possibly the best food in tucson. hands down. no 99 cent burgers mind you.