This is a blog about biking, bitching and being. Why the title? I work in one of our nation's many dying industries, so pretty soon it's possible that I will make about as much money racing my bike as I do at work. For perspective, my career race winnings have yet to crack three digits. So if you can figure out how I can make a buck by blogging, please let me know. I hope you get a laugh from time to time, or maybe think about something in a new way. But please, don't take me seriously.
I work. I play. I'm a dad and a husband, and an ex-newspaperman. At age 48, I'm halfway to dead, but quite alive. I'm a bike rider who dallied with racing before I got too lazy.
1 comment:
I think I know where your daughter gets her inspiration.
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