Years ago, I was at the Valley Green Inn, before I started riding. It was hot like today, and kids were on the bridge. I was surprised to hear, thummp... cuckoling, boasting and laughter. I looked at the bridge, and was surprised to see kids jumping off it, into the shallow Wissahickon Creek. It took me a while, but riding today, out on the SS CX, the road bike about fixed up, nervous miles cause I really want to have good legs at Riverton. I saw them headed up, dry, I got a single chance. I got the picture I want.
I want to be in the money Sunday.