Lance Freakin’ Armstrong
In the spirit of the amazing Olympic athletes, here’s my story. I decided to start riding my bike to work 3x a week. Been doing this for about 4 months. When I started, I couldn’t make it to the top of this steep hill. Eventually though on a low gear, I crawled up to the top.
So here I am one morning making good time up the steep hill huffin’ and puffin’ all the way. Then I hear pedaling behind me. Here came Lance freakin’ Armstrong speeding past me. The fella literally speeds past me in his cyclist gear and…greets me! You little… He said, “Tough hill, isn’t it?”
Tough hill?! Tough hill?? Yeh, I’m out of breath barely breathing on a low gear and you’re zipping by me? Tough hill..hmph! You little…That’s what I thought. But all I could do was nod my head and groan.
Big head nod to the amazing athletes. (Even the badminton players.) Maybe that Lance freakin’ Armstrong will qualify in 2020.
