Oct 11 2008
W.W.W.D? (what would Wooglin do?)
I never had training wheels on my bike as a kid. I went strait from a tricycle to a two wheeler with a little courage, quite a few scraped knees, and my dad spending hours running up and down Creso lane holding the back of my seat. At some point he let go and I was just riding on my own. I don’t know how I was doing it… I just was. Something happened, and the same things which had always seemed to end with me in a crying heap on the asphalt, were now allowing me to cruise along with the wind in my hair and a smile on my face. I felt a very similar feeling on Fleet #1s last race this Saturday, when Chris handed me the helm of Wooglin, and we were able to win the race by our largest victory of the day. I’m not sure how it happened, it just did.