Kissy kissy - part deux

The big man himself was over last weekend helping me set up the Power Tap. Since I'm on an ass kissing binge as of late, I may as well continue with Warren.

I haven't asked him yet, but I'm hoping he'll act as my unofficial coach for this upcoming season (I know he reads this from time to time when he's not shaving his legs). A guy with his success, knowledge and experience is someone who's brain (despite how primordial and small it may be) I'd like to pick.

Now don't get me wrong, I have no aspiration of being the next roadie racer in Ottawa - I don't have the body type or genetics to be successful, nor do I want to shave my legs. And I'm too damn friendly while on the roads - I wave to pretty much everyone one.

Can this giant make me, a middle of the pack hack, a wee bit faster?

Sounds like the making of a new reality series.
Stay tuned!