That's right, and here's the proof: So my sample from Collegiate Nationals came back Negative, which is a positive. Anyway, I was worried I might get Floyd Landised or something, but now I can finally relax.

Speaking of doping, it was good to see the super tested CSC-Saxo Bank team do so well at the tour. I hope this means the end of Garmin's "We don't win because we don't dope" BS.

Got the call yesterday and I'll be riding with Team Bobs-Bicycles.com at the Tour of Utah. The team is directed by Tad Hamilton, get it? Okay, sorry for the lame joke, but admit it, it was a great movie.

I left for Alaska thinking I would be riding with ZteaM. I returned to find out they were no longer going and I was out of luck. After a bunch of emails and phone calls I realized I still might have some luck left.

Anyway, I'm excited to race with the big boys in what is billed as "the toughest stage race ever staged in America."

Went down to the track today hoping to get in a Beginner Session and a "Race Ready" Clinic. Wanted to do both to make the drive worth it.

The Beginner Session was good, we even did some team pursuit drills. But then... no one showed up to run the clinic.

This was annoying because I drove all the way down to San Jose for it.

This was a problem because I let them lock the rental bike up with my pedals. I was thinking someone would come along and unlock it again in 10 minutes. Yeah, I know, I shouldn't have trusted.

To get my pedals back I was forced to kill 3 hours in San Jose waiting for the Training Session people to show up.

Needless to say, I was pretty irritated. Now I understand that most of the people there are volunteers, but if it's on the calendar it's supposed to happen, right? Of course, when I got home the calendar was totally blank, so maybe it shouldn't be trusted.

Spent the last month in Alaska growing out my leg hair. I had visions that my wife would actually miss my silky smooth skin and I would become the first man to change the mind of a woman. But alas, it was not to be.

Those who felt the disturbance already know. It took 11.5 hours, doorstep to doorstep, and I only got to Seattle. It will still be a couple days before I'm back in Davis. You can all start breathing again.

I'm still a little lonely because the wife is still in So. Car. visiting her dad. Fortunately, the blogging world is keeping me company. But boy has it got crowded over the last couple of weeks. Well Steve, as they print on every bottle of my favorite drink, "If you're gonna be original, you can count on being copied."

Anyway, nothing interesting to report from Alaska. It was a good season with plenty of fish. The weak dollar should help the exports and up what they pay us for it.

Dude, and Adam, .8 seconds, whatever. Guess who's kickin' your ass in the NRC Standing. This guy.

Oh and don't forget: