While papa was in New York for a business trip, I hijacked my buddy AJ's big boy bike without training wheels and went for a little spin. Do you remember the first time you rode a bike without training wheels, the fear of the unknown, the excitement of the fluid motion of the wheels being propelled by these things called pedals? Well, I do and it was AWESOME! That weekend when papa got home, we went to REI and whammo, we went home with a brand new shiny red bike. Let the countdown to cyclocross season begin 91 days and counting.
That's right, it is red with a bell.
Practicing the Spiral of Death for cross season, it can make you dizzy.
Lael just booted her her lunch.
Intensity wins races.