Heather forwarded this to me. Those of you who are members of La Grange will already know about this, but I’ll pass it on to others in our club with my own remembrance.
Back when I was in my twenties, and a far less experienced cyclist, I got my first fancy road bike. It was handmade in Italy, had wheels that took sew-ups instead of clinchers, and featured the finest quality Italian components. I had been riding along the coast and in the Santa Monica mountains quite a bit, and with this new bike, I thought I was pretty cool. Continue reading