Barbara Howe was back in action at Cross Vegas, after her bad accident last year sidelined her for a while. In Vegas she did all. Worked the booths. Raced her bike. Inspected the urban sprawl. Here is Barb's latest diary entry.
Once again I survived Las Vegas, Cross Vegas and one heck of a tiring Interbike tradeshow. Part of my job is to work the tradeshow, and although it sounds like fun, it's really lots of hard work. I've been home for four days, and I'm just starting to feel normal again. That's without going out and networking after hours. The trade show went great for my employer, Sheila Moon. We met lots of new people and saw most of our favourite, current dealers.
Monday evening after setting up our booth I headed west on a spin to work the kinks out of my legs. It was hot when I left, but as the sun dropped lower in the sky, the air cooled down and my ride was quite pleasant. After about an hour of riding I finally reached the place where the suburbs and traffic thin out. Next year it will probably take an hour and fifteen minutes to reach the area of thinning out – Vegas is contending for the win on the urban sprawl race.
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