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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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Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Words you don't want to hear on a ride"Dog, dog, dog!" Jim yelled. The four of us were riding westward on Brooklake Rd in the dark. The pace was brisk, mainly because Jim was in the lead. I was following with Don behind me and then Roland in the rear. All of a sudden, Jim was yelling and braking. I stared in disbelief as I raced toward his slowing bike. I manage to brake hard and move slightly to the right but missing the ditch on the side of the road. Realizing that I would miss Jim, I was then worried that Don would ride into me. Just then, I saw a black and white shadow dodge into the driveway on my right. Don managed to miss me apparently dodging to his left. Roland was far enough back that he too missed Don. Then the adrenalin kicks in. With my heart beating at several thousand beats per minutes, I realized that we had avoided disaster. Later, Jim relayed that the black and white beagle was sitting in the road facing away from us. As there are no street lights along this section of the road, Jim did not see the dog until his headlight shown on the dog. It was then that he began yelling, and it was then that the dog realized that four fast paced cyclists were about to run over him. Jim said the dog's eyes got very wide and he ran toward the driveway. I think we all took it a bit easier for the rest of the ride.
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