My mate Mike reckons ride, don't race. But sometimes you just gotta race. Stomp on the pedals so hard you nearly rip off the handlebars. Getting there first feels pretty good. A fella in New York, called Reed Rubey (who it seems recently suffered a serious injury crash, according to his team's website) recently got the feeling. He didn't come first, but he belongs.
Read his story on page 28 of Why I ride: The Art of Bicycling in New York. All power to Reed.
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Go Rich! Look forward to reading your crazy rantings on a regular basis.
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