http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=QmiLUYL8ruo

It wasn’t the Little 500 ITTs (which I attended later in the evening) but we had our own little version of the hurt locker on the roads of 446 and Knightridge last night.  The wind (as the early ITTers will tell you) was strong and out of the North, and would be greeting us as we climbed out of the bottom corner off of Knightridge tonight.

I had the pleasure of being asked to motorpace a young, rising cycling professional this morning. We met on the street near the Scholars Inn Bakehouse as I was leaving last night and we struck up a conversation about his visit here, how long he was staying, mostly small talk.  But I could tell that he was eager to talk about performance as well, the same way you might imagine the thoughts of a caged leopard, pacing back and forth, all the time staring at you.  You would like this guy, courteous, unassuming and  humble even, despite recent success at the national level.  He knew that I had to take the morning off from work and adjust my schedule to get the motorcycle ready so he was incredibly grateful.  Even though I excitedly jumped at the chance to do it.