Led by our own Bill Leibman, Team Freeport went on the attack at the opening of the opening of the Tour of California.
Bill's son Chris lives in Palo Alto, which hosted the prologue this year. He managed to get his father and brother, Adam, into a charity event that ran just prior to the real race featuring the top US and European racing teams.
Rumor has it that Austana and Slipstream riders were distinctly agitated when they saw the Leibman boys go off the start. No professional wants to be upstaged by proletariats.
Click on the link below for news coverage of the prologue before the prologue. Team Freeport is about 10 minutes into the video clip and you can skip to that point once it loads – make sure your sound is on.
http://cbs5.com/video/?id=31332@kpix.dayport.com
Friday, February 22, 2008
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Sloppy Super Sunday
Today is Super Bowl Sunday, and for extra February fun, we planned a bicycle ride. After all, we had a new fender to try out, and the weatherman promised a sunny Sunday.
The weatherman turned on us, but we had our fender and the fresh air beckoned, so off we went to meet whomever at Highland College. That turned out to be none other than Andrew Soria, our intrepid cycling commuter. I was delighted to have Andrew’s company and not at all surprised to see him turn out on a day like today.
We headed west on Pearl City Road and angled down through Owl’s Glen to Loran Road. Though it was 25 degrees, the tailwind made for a very comfortable ride. Andrew is always one for good conversation, and he’ll ride any pace you please.
We followed Loran past Route 73 west up to Lott Road then turned south. Now the hills and wind made their presence felt. Turning back east on Saben Church Road, Andrew was ready to don his balaclava. Unfortunately my soft little Smartwool was home, but I had plastered my puss with olive oil testing an old Italian secret on cold weather skin protection.
Cycling alone in weather like this is a real pain and a bit foolish. Andrew and I switched off the front making a lousy situation tolerable. Our buddy system confirmed that any day riding outdoors beats riding inside on a trainer. Even spin class took a back seat to winter riding on this sloppy Super Bowl Sunday.
Thanks for the companionship, Andrew.
The weatherman turned on us, but we had our fender and the fresh air beckoned, so off we went to meet whomever at Highland College. That turned out to be none other than Andrew Soria, our intrepid cycling commuter. I was delighted to have Andrew’s company and not at all surprised to see him turn out on a day like today.
We headed west on Pearl City Road and angled down through Owl’s Glen to Loran Road. Though it was 25 degrees, the tailwind made for a very comfortable ride. Andrew is always one for good conversation, and he’ll ride any pace you please.
We followed Loran past Route 73 west up to Lott Road then turned south. Now the hills and wind made their presence felt. Turning back east on Saben Church Road, Andrew was ready to don his balaclava. Unfortunately my soft little Smartwool was home, but I had plastered my puss with olive oil testing an old Italian secret on cold weather skin protection.
Cycling alone in weather like this is a real pain and a bit foolish. Andrew and I switched off the front making a lousy situation tolerable. Our buddy system confirmed that any day riding outdoors beats riding inside on a trainer. Even spin class took a back seat to winter riding on this sloppy Super Bowl Sunday.
Thanks for the companionship, Andrew.
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