That child who refused to smile, first row 6 columns across, is me. Third row down third column across is Denny. A couple years later Denny would crash in front of my house and lose his two front teeth. I kept thinking about that as I raced on the back of his tandem Sunday at the Iceman. We finished 14th out of 30 in the tandem class, 2:46. I'm satisfied. I averaged 164 BPM, which I believe is what I averaged at the Yankee Springs TT. I think that's all I'm capable of anymore.
I felt completely out of control, probably because I was. I just pedaled and didn't worry about things that were out of my hands. There is probably a metaphor that hints at some larger truth somewhere in all this.