Probably should have been using this squeezy toy a little more than I have been. I think I still have perma-tennis elbow from my last 4-day trip to Whistler last year. Just got up here last night, where we’re building up bikes with the new Saint group from Shimano.
There’s snow on the top half of the mountain and because I got stuck behind a half dozen flights from Tokyo in the immigration corral I sat and for almost five hours listened to border inspectors and translators pick apart a bunch of bogus stories when what I should have been doing was building my bike up. Now it’s t-minus 15 minutes until ride time and I’m still at the frame/fork/crank stage. Time to go bleed brakes.