Got a good ride in with Jeff, A-Rod and Big E. Nice spin out 90. I turned around at Sand Mtn. so I could help out with the t-day baking. Golden cranked out a pumpkin pie and an apple pie that were so good they would make you want to slap your mother. I made sweet potato biscuits with orange-honey butter. We had dinner, Golden and I split a bottle of Chimay Cinq Cents, while the horde actually preferred Budweiser. What can you do....

All my time off has relaxed me to the point of nostalgia, when all I had to worry about was studying and riding my bike. I found this picture on cyclingnews.com and it definitely brought back memories. Campagnolo put this picture out as a huge poster, it was like 3ft. by 4ft. and I somehow managed to get a copy (and lose it in a move which makes my heart ache to this day). Stephen Roche had won everything that year: Giro d'Italia, Tour de France and then World's. He was the man that year. Of course, he really didn't do squat after that, but who cares. I was 17 and had been racing for like 2 years. I remember I felt physical pain if I didn't ride my bike every day. To say I was consumed was definitely an understatement. What is weird though, is that a lot of things have come in and out of my life; I've been obsessed and then nothing. But the bike has always been there, always holding my attention. I have no idea why. I go back to work Monday and I hope that I can hold on to some of the things I have found in myself these past three weeks taking care of Owen. The stress and angst of teaching can't dim the passions that make me who I am; I can't let it...
Alright, that's more than enough introspection, how about a trivia question? Be the first to name 3 other riders pictured in addition to Stephen Roche and I'll send you a Luna Cycles t-shirt. Email me using the contact me button. Send your address and shirt size!
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