Once again, a bike racing dream… Short one this time. I was helping some young team get set up with wheels for Tour of Southland. For those out of the know, this is a stage race in New Zealand. I don’t know the dates, but I think it’s coming up in November. Anyway, everyone’s favorite kiwi was helping me with logistics, translating (kiwi to ‘merican), etc. Anyway, it got back to the team that I was some sort of “racer”, and as a show of good will, they invited me to come race, like immediately. Next thing I knew I was on a plane. So, I wake up. Oh geez, am I racing today? Realize I’m in bed, my own with Kelly. Well, I am racing today. Cross, and I’m going to get worked!
What does it all mean??