A climbing sister, that is. Much, much better than I ever was or could have been, but a sister nevertheless.
Saw this photo of her winning the 1st Gila stage today.
Retouch that photo a little, get a beard in there, doctor the bike up to a 59 and that 's me! Me doing what I love, blasting up hill, out of the saddle. (Yeah, my legs are a little skinnier. I wish...)
Started appreciating her after reading her blog on racing in El Salvador this winter.