are sometimes smooth and silky, and other times tired and tight.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Old Old Young

It's January.

The cycling world sleeps.

The diligent train.

The lazy gain weightt.

Me? I gain weight, and dig through old boxes of pics.

On that note, some images I took at the 1992 Fitchburg Longsjo Classic, of a young triathlete turned cyclist, from Plano, Texas who was training for the Barcelona Olympics.


Big Tex beats Steven Swart at the line at the Fitchburg circuit race. Damn, that was a wall and a half.


Big Tex, presented to the public before the final crit.

1 comment:

JohnB said...

Ah the memories - my first bike race (as a spectator), sitting on a relative's front porch about 100 yards from the finish line of that circiut race, like everyone else having no idea we were witnessing future greatness.
Well done!