We all suffer from one of two pains, the pain of discipline or the pain of regret. The difference is discipline weighs ounces while regret weighs tons. With that in mind we pushed on deeper into the season than ever before on TNR, no regrets... pain, but no regrets. Bike racers have a high tolerance for pain, but even within our finite, somewhat warped sect, some of us stand out, as if TNR is not painful enough, Loren scheduled a root canal 3 hours before the ride. I'm not a tooth scientist, but it seems to me that having the intricate recesses of your mouth drilled and then taking your heart rate to 180 for two hours has got to hurt, you are born again hard Loren.
Eric Sneider joined us from St. Paul Minnesota, we had a two man break in Ann Arbor 6 years ago, have not seen him since, great to have you on our ride Eric. The Boyne City Bomber took the KOM on 36, nice work.
If your wondering how fast it was last night, below is our motor pacer, that is none other than Fast Freddie Anderson. He traded his bike saddle on this night for a Yamaha R1 which can do the quarter mile faster than an Enzo Ferrari.
NO ONE has any interest in giving up on the season, when asked all hands were in the air, so we soldier on next week. We have got to be turning pedals at 5:30 PM though, but if we do, there should be no problems with daylight. Webbcorp, OUT!
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