Goodbye my friend

Last night I said goodbye to a great friend. A friend who was only with me a short time, just a couple of years, but had a profound impact in my life. My friend was with me on many long bike rides, the first time I rode outside in twenty five years or so my friend was there. My first triathlon, my friend was there, the first time I rode fifty miles, my friend was there. As you can tell, a great, great friend. Not my biggest fan, that would be Sherpa Deb, but certainly a training partner extraordinaire.

With that said, you can imagine my emotion when I pulled into a parking lot last night and took my bike out of the truck to show to it's new prospective owner. I was sad for just moments as I saw the sparkle in his eyes as he admired the shape, the form, the look. He actually whispered, "I have been looking for you for months." He climbed on and rode around the parking lot over and over and I knew my friend was moving on to another chapter of life. New roads, new friends, new training.

It was time to share my friend, I mean, I was up to four bikes and I am certain I can only ride three at a time. So to my friend I say, "what a long strange trip it's been". And to Chris, "Oh the places you'll go."

Enjoy, it's been a great ride. See you at the finish line.






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