...on my mountain bike. who knew how bad of a mistake that was? i worked my ass off to be in DEAD LAST PLACE. not only DEAD LAST PLACE, but i got lapped by 6 or 7 people. i didn't even feel bad! i won't blame it all on the bike. i'm sure my intensity level wasn't quite up to par. but DEAD LAST PLACE? puh-leeeeez. i'll have a cross bike next week, guaranteed!
you can see that pooper was saddened by daddy's poor placing. he and mommy spectated from the back of the escape. it was so cold and windy, that even his puppy dog coverall wasn't doing the trick.
photos courtesy of kurt at action images