We came back in the fall, bought bikes and started riding.

If you happen to be out at night on the bike path without a light, ring your bell constantly. No bell? Then sing "Hotel Yorba" on a continuous loop, loud enough to warn the unseen.

There were thousands of people riding bikes.

It really is surprising that they became that good at something like this. Where we live, no one rides bikes competitively.

The term 'friendly competition,' we definitely put good use to it. Best-friendly competition. Put best friends first, of course, and then it's competition second.

I knew that last lap that Jess Sapp would cross the finish line first, but I was so close, and it was my goal to beat her. I'm so glad how it ended up anyway.