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By Scott Mares
Hello,
I just thought that I should tell you about something that happened today
that normally won't happen to a cyclist. I live and train in Colorado Springs
and I was coming back from a long Sunday 4-hour training ride. It was sunny and
hot and I was coming back into the wind to make matters even better. I had made
it into town when I was approaching a large full size Bronco with the top off.
There must have been 9 teenagers in this thing and they were picking a couple of
their friends up for some fun (in the middle of the street). Usually this means
some upcoming harassment for a cyclist. After about 5 minutes the Bronco is
approaching from the rear and pulls up next to me (20mph) and I look at the
passenger and it some high school boy and he is leaning out the window to hand
me a Popsicle! It's hot, I am tired and I gladly took it. I said, "That’s exactly
what I want!" and they drove off waving and smiling!
I have been riding and racing for a long time (21 years) and I have seen a
lot of things but not this! I have been chased by dogs, cars, had things thrown
at me, doors opened on me. But nothing like this. I want to say thank you to
those kids in the Bronco! For that short time that Popsicle made me forget about
everything and I was 15 again and not 37. That was the BEST Popsicle ever!
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