How I miss thee so!
I met at Alpenrose, my home away from home, with my dear teammate Kallen, who although is moving on to the more daunting world of collegiate cycling will always be considered a teammate.
The two of us, both in a love affair with track racing, stared longingly at the track. We stood there pining for the sweeping corners of the track, the adrenaline racing through your body in a match sprint and more than anything the triumphant feeling of crossing that finish line first.
We could not resist, we lowered our road bikes onto the apron, where we rode circles, reminiscing about times we shared there. Races we raced together, drills we did with the team, the team lined up against the railing awaiting Phil's instructions. Remembering moments of tactical brilliance, and shortcoming.
Then we took one of my favorite routes up to Fairmount. We ascended Sunset, but we found ourselves lacking the spirit to tackle Dosch, and Kallen had a schedule to keep.
We rode down Dosch, rather than up, each of us navigating the curves of the road with finesse, then we parted ways, each of us en route to our own abode.
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