i did the ghisallo saturday morning ride. it was terrible. not the ride, but me. i just stunk up the place. it was painful from the word go. it was nice to see some of the guys, talk to people, get out in the nice morning humidity. but it wasn't nice to pedal. i love my new moots, but it really couldn't do much for me. the lack of sleep coming at the hands of the little guy is killing me.