Friday, May 29, 2009

And now, I race

The tattered jersey is coming along. So are the shorts, the bibs now restitched where they were cut off my shoulders.

The helmet is new. So are the shoes, the wheels, the fork, the tires ...

The desire is the same. I'm gonna go fast. I'm gonna dive into the corners. I'm going to sprint for primes, for places, for money. It's gonna be great.

See you in Lincoln.

1 comments:

Veronica said...

Woo-hoo. Good luck!