rain? WHAT rain?

i don't know what YOU did tonight, but for me, when mickey's hands look like he's blocking a free kick, i know it's time to ride. i pay no attention to the skies, and i DON'T set my shit up in a garage.

garages and rainy days are for sissies,

not bike racers.

i won't hear it. ever.

i laugh at the rain: ha ha ha ha!

no, i've got too many big competitions ahead of me, and my program says

"june 23--go out and kick some serious ass today."

so i did. computers never lie.

read 'em and weep, sport fans.

and then, buy yourself some golf clubs on craig's list.

i train with racers; not quitters.