OK, I have a confession to make right now. When my brother suggested that little Anthony should try out cycling, I thought "yuck, no way, why bicycling??" But that was at least four years ago and I never thought my son would enjoy anything athletic so darn much.
Last night was the first 2008 Thursday training crit for Anthony. It could have gone better - he flatted his back tire with a couple of laps to go. But I also came to the realization that I deeply missed everyone related to cycling during the winter hibernation. All the Gotham guys, their wives and kids, all the parents of kids near Anthony's age - I missed them all. And these days I actually enjoy watching the racing - so much for my early thoughts when Anthony first gave it a go. (OK, the Kirkwood road race was pretty miserable for the spectators, but I can only imagine how the riders felt in that wind). It's just cool watching my son invest his time and talents in an activity that he loves so much. The nice people who go along with it are a definite bonus though.
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