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.
are sometimes smooth and silky, and other times tired and tight.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
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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!
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