When I grow up…

The other day I was roller skiing on E River Rd. when a woman passed me on a bike and said, “We need some of the real stuff!” and I replied, “Yeah, we do!” As she went by I saw that she was this little old lady with fuzzy gray hair sticking out from under her helmet. She was on a nice road bike, wearing black tights, looking very fit and riding at a decent clip. I thought to myself that that was what I wanted to be when I grow up, that little old lady with fuzzy gray hair cranking out a good workout. Some day I will be...