My days sniping as a category 6 cyclist have come to an end. The upgrade papers, fresh off of my laser-jet printer, have officially welcomed me, and warmly I might add, into the rapidly growing sport of competitive cycling's 60,000+ members as licensed cat 5 rider #297434.
I know what you're thinking. And the answer is YES to getting #297434 tattooed on the back of my freshly shorn calf.
It's true. I've just committed $60 (greenbacks as they used to say) for an annual road/cross racing license, as well as another $25 to ride Old Yeller with, against, under, over and through -- if necessary -- other fellow cat 5'rs in the Norfolk Classic Road tomorrow morning.
Oh boy, I can't wait.
I may have to drink an extra glass of warm milk to help me sleep tonight.
Goldilocks and the 3 Bears
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Let's pick up the story in roughly the middle of the action.
... Goldilocks first sampled Papa Bear's porridge, "Holy shit, that's hot,"
she cried, toss...
2 years ago
Congratulations, Brady! I don't really know what that means just yet, but it sounds exciting, just the same.
ReplyDeleteI hope all went well at the races. Please blog about it.