I just got back from Xantusia. I was sorry that I couldn’t go yesterday, and we had some wild weather, but it was fantastic none the less.
(Had I known there would be high level Yogis there for the weekend, I could have convinced my wife and spent the whole weekend there, but…) 
The trip over was interesting due to a late winter storm blowing into SoCal. On the way over Hwy 2 (Angeles Crest) and Angeles Forest to Mt Emma, there was fog, wind and driving rain interspersed with a few mistings. When I got to Valyermo Road, the skies parted and the road was dry, as was the shoulder. It remained this way all the way to Xantusia. Dan and John Cobb must have influence in very HIGH places.
On my arrival, ther first fitting was in process and I watched as Dan and John raised saddle after saddle. Some were raised by a lot. they were marveling at how much they were raising these things. I think they set a few Slowtwitch records today for absolute and percentage increase. Jordan was there, too, adding his opinions to the procedings as well as about running and shoes. I talked with Monty about a variet of subjects, as well. And, I can’t forget to mention Mrs. Slowtwitch, who was a gracious and, oh so lovely hostess. (Dan, how did you find this beautiful person AND convince her to marry you???) 
When lunch arrived, walked out into what had no become a very windy snow storm. I walked with John over to Monty’s where Monty served me some leftovers from the BBQ the night before. Wow! That food was great today. It must have been amazing last night.
I hadn’t been wanting to be fitted, but after watching the morning’s proceeds and seeing that I was the ONLY person left, I upped for the fitting. After laughing at my bike and it’s accoutrements (sp?), Dan and John made a few preliminary settings and put me on the fit bike. I have a weird body–previously ripped and short hams, short legs, deep chest and a hump bigger than Lance’s. They shortened my cranks from the current 172.5 to 165 and then slid me forward and back, up and down painstakings, like getting your vision tested. (Is this better or worse? now, better or worse?..) In the end, my seat was higher and I was less steep, but had a bigger drop by 5cm. I felt quite comfortable and felt like I could turn those 165s all day. I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. Just being around those 2 (Dan and John) all day and having them adjust me was fantastic. Both are consumate gentlemen and a pleasure to be around.
Later I went for a run with Rappstar. The snow had gone and it was a bright shiny, but cool and windy afternoon. OK, let me be more clear, we walked a bit to loosen up and when we started to run Jordan started off at a slow trot that was quite a bit faster than my RUN. I saw him for a while, but he disappeared. (It must have been the altitude.) When I got to the turnaround point at 4mi (I started wrong, Dan). Jordan was nowhere to be seen. About halfway back, I saw him again as he zoomed by me at an easy trot. I pushed the pace to keep him in site, which I succeeded in doing, but he turned around and I never saw him again. He must have been out for 20.
So, again I wanted to thank everyone there and I hope I wasn’t too big a pain in the rear. If any of you ever get the chance to do this—GO!!!
