It’s not often that a team can bring in their own “ringers” but this Sunday in Roslyn that’s exactly what we did. At home in Woodbury we are in our element. Geographically today we are in essence out of ours but with enough familiar faces we have in effect taken the home team on the road complete with our own raving fans, us.
It reminds me of Camden Yards in Baltimore and the Yankees have come to town and a “Let’s Go Yankees” chant erupts from all over the Stadium. This is what it felt like today. A much darker studio than our pedaling grounds but nonetheless I saw so many of the faces I have come to recognize and their returning smiles to my countenance gave me a slight rush. It was, how else to say it comfortable.
Once the music started and we saw Kristen clip in three times, (Two bikes with broken clips) we were home. It had the ambience of the visitor’s park but it seemed like it was ours now. Those home team riders will just have sit back in awe and watch a finely trained precision team go to work and workout.
Kristen took off her kid gloves that she usually wears on Tuesdays and the bare-knuckle approach must have left had an indelible mark on their collective chins because the Kindergarten Cop was nowhere to be seen. And
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