The alarm goes off at 5:30 AM

I hate 5:30 AM alarms. For some reason, 6:00 or 6:15 are fine. But 5:30—it's like being robbed of the best sleep of the night.

This morning I got up to go to WISC-TV (Channel 3 in Madison) to visit with the morning hosts about the Paddle and Portage. The race is scheduled for tomorrow, barring thunderstorms or other meteorological phenomena.

I am racing with Whitney. The best case scenario is we take the category and smoke it. The worst case scenario is I am burdened with yet another t-shirt. I think t-shirts multiply in my closet. I put out traps and try to cull the herd periodically, but they keep showing up.

As we head into trade show season, let me state unequivocably that I do not want any t-shirts from anyone unless they're spun from 24K gold thread. Or platinum. I'm not choosy.