There is a man I work with.
He's 50 or so, small, bald, not fat & not skin or bone.
He's Landan through and through.
Not your typical stylish Rapha cad.
He doesn't understand the point in sportives.
He's a man of circuit racing, palace, hog hill and back in the daytime trials.
He's very old skool.
He talks only in gear ratios 53-14 is his favourite.
He is full of energy, he never stops.
He will always lend a hand.
So we taught him how to use email.
We taught him to find pictures of himself onthe Internet of LondonCycleSport.com
He started a chaingang after work. It's been going since the summer. It's training and talking is not really allowed.
He sent another one of his emails. It's the best thing I've read all week maybe all month.
I think you have to know, Crusher to get it. But still, I'd love to give him a column.
To all staff:
Greetings to all you Hardcore Sportivos. Due to incredible numbers at the Regents Park training camps recently, you are welcome to join Colossus and Myself on our sojourns into the mountainous wastelands they sometimes call ' South of the river'. We will try to ride Tuesdays and Thursdays, with reasonable weather, meeting at 6.15 pm. Please try to form an orderly queue outside the shop [ there will be a cut off point at Guilford St ]. Due to the high-profile nature of these rides, Colossus in particular stresses the need for attention to detail in your attire, you can contact him at Colossus@Fashionguru.com. Remember, these rides are NOT competetive, if riders seem to dissapear into the distance up the hills, its probably because you've been kind enough to stop and make sure I'm OK. Or it's because you forgot your bike. That's it for this week, see you up the road. Remember kids, 'Say No To Steel'
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