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I like to ride my bicycle - for long distances. I have earned the California Triple Crown and finished the Furnace Creek 508. My goals include qualifying for RAAM and ...(read the blog to find out). "The bicycle has a soul. If you are able to love it as it deserves, it will give you emotions you will never forget." "Nothing compares to the simple pleasure of a bike ride."
"The important decisions in my life I make while out riding my bike."
"Pain is temporary, quitting lasts forever.” Lance Armstrong
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Monday, January 06, 2003
The First Metric Century of the Year!Woke up to fog, not rain on Sunday. It was a bit cold, but not to an extreame - 42 degrees F. I intended to ride both Salem Bicycle Club rides - a 38 and a 17 miles. The morning ride started at 10:00 am and we rode in the fog for the entire ride. I almost believe that I would rather ride in the rain than ride in a thick fog. Our return to Salem took us on Aumsville Hwy and over Aumsville hill. The descent was in a very heavy fog. I could not see cars until I was almost upon them. I did have my rear flashing blinking, but I was a bit concerned. Fortunately, no cars came up behind me on the descent. I stopped briefly at the house before heading out for the second ride. I had just turned north on 17th St NE when I heard "Come here boy". I thought nothing of it until I heard the sounds of a dog running on asphalt behind me. Since I was in front of him, my first reaction was to sprint away from the dog. However, this dog was fast, or my legs were tired as he stayed with me. I turned to look and saw a large white dog running hard in the traffic lane just behind me. As the dog was in the traffic lane, he was blocking a black SUV. After seeing the dog, I decided that my fear was unfounded. He was not growling or making any threatening moves, he was just having fun running with me! We came to a red light and I stopped in the left turn lane. The dog came up to me and looked at me as if he was asking why we stopped? He wandered over to a field and when the light turned to green I made my turn and left him behind. I hope he made it home OK, but then not all dogs that wander are lost. I finnished the day with 62 miles, my first metric century of the year!
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