Inauguration of forgiveness and hypocrisy

I like to ride my bicycle. (reminds me of an 80’s tune ...)

And sometimes, once a year, I will ride 150 miles in two days in the MS 150 Ride. I am slow. Often bugs on the road pass me when I try to peddle up hill. I keep peddling on. And I finish each mile, on my own without any enhancements other than a great play list and butt crème.

But I don’t win, nor do I guess I want to.

It must take more effort than I am willing to give to win races riding a bike. So much so, that a champion rider took great steps, even receiving blood transfusions in the middle of races, to continue to win.

Lance Arms...