We recruited a new teammate at the Murad race. Unlucky for him, (but quite amusing for us) the only jersey we had on hand was my women's small, so it was a bit of a squeeze. But once he was all zipped up, his new colors made him feel like a tough-guy. Tough enough to tell me his chest is bigger than mine. I'm not sure how to take that.
It was all fun and games until we had to tell Mark that Team CycleLife is, in fact, a women's team, so we were going to have to let him go. He took it well.
We had to get a little forceful to get my jersey back ... so we're not sure if he REALLY wanted to ride with us, or he just wanted to wear a womens jersey. The truth may never be known.
It was all fun and games until we had to tell Mark that Team CycleLife is, in fact, a women's team, so we were going to have to let him go. He took it well. 
We had to get a little forceful to get my jersey back ... so we're not sure if he REALLY wanted to ride with us, or he just wanted to wear a womens jersey. The truth may never be known.
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So I went to the Nationals game the other night. A few beers/innings into it, I noticed the big CycleLife logo on the center field wall! Sweet!
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