The trail conditions were ideal. I felt really strong and fast, seriously a glorious morning. Then I arrive back at my truck and the passenger window frame is badly bent, the glass is smashed and my (hidden) wallet is stolen. Not exactly great timing when I’m flying out to Disneyland with my daughter tonight. Thieves really suck. Maybe I won’t have BYU stickers on my next truck. My yewt buddy’s truck wasn’t touched.