A week or so ago, we enjoyed watching the criterium race here in Uptown, Greenwood. I learned that when you bike really fast, and then fall, you might actually lose your britches. (Or at least nearly so.) But it was a beautiful evening in Greenwood, and I found a place to stand where it almost felt like they were going to run right into you. Which, for some reason is more appealing that it sounds.
Seeing these guys race by made me want to be a faster biker. Sigh. Maybe when I'm working less than 60-80 hours/week I can find more time to train. Until then, though, I'll just be happy poking along.