At the Team Beer Track Race,
we found ourselves
food and water.
Quickly, I prayed for a solution, then suddenly above
the din and confusion of the crowd, her striped headband appeared on the
horizon like a golden halo.
Our friend from Mt. Scott Community Center Pool, Ms.
"MAY - GANNNN!!!" I yelled to the terror of Bike Central racers pompously posed on their perfect posteriors.
She heard the call for help, turned to rescue, and I sent Jake to guide her down to the infield.
When racers racing were just starting to feel hungry and tired, one made a difference.
Right at that critical moment of realization, she arrived, got it all figured out, and raced to Albertson's to buy hummus, bread, and water.
While I can't expect people to idolize the words and ways of fat cigar smokers, let me recall the words of
Winston Churchill when he wrote:
"I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and sweat"
A little support can make all the difference sometimes.
Cyclisme racers who have been doing the Team work-out remember our friend from Mt. Scott Community Center Pool.
Now our whole track team will remember the day
Her head on a swivel from jump street, one could tell this hard-core bike commuter could easily catch THE BUG.