The official results of the Double Eagle Time Trial are up, and I’m pleased to point out that I didn’t come in last in my age group. I do not know Blake Osburn, but can only assume he had a flat tire.
Bicycling is very much a matter of style. I do not have any. In addition to quads of steel, one must have brightly colored clothing and a disk wheel to play with the coolest of the kids, so I had to very much swallow my male ego to be out there at all. I would like to say I’m above all that, that I was blithely unconcerned about the fact that I was riding a heavy old steel frame in a carbon fiber world, but I’d be lying. Still, I was able to ignore enough of my “I’m not cool” to get out and do it, and if they were racing this week I’d do it again.