It Rains On Race Day Too

There’s a brotherhood when it rains. Passing euphoric runners, a smile creeps across your face. You know it’s good to be alive, soaking in smells and vistas other, weaker riders are missing.

On race day you’ll know: old tires puncture, how to corner and sprint and draft, paint is icy, a Lycra beanie = a heaven jacket, treated lenses don’t fog, etc…

…knowing > thinking you know.