In colors muted like a mule with 11 speeds, aero helmets, and disc brakes that sound like a howler monkey. How we’re supposed to ride road in 13, according to the industry.
A generation ago, it was a “corncob” in the back, wool, leather chamois, and hair nets. We ate bananas and drank water. Recovery was a nap. And quantification occurred in the race results taped to the side of a school.
How the hell did we do it?
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