Why the hell did they choose me?

There is a really nice bike under all that dirt.

Several years ago I started working at a bike shop. I liked to bike before this job, but I never really loved it. I always loved skiing and still do. I guess that is what working for a ski company will do to you. Anyway, the guy that hired me is hyperactive and in an effort to keep his wife sane, he tries to tire himself out with lots and lots of exercise. This led to me following him around on the bike, and run and anything else he could convince me to do (pretty much everything) He used to live in Steamboat and told me all about the wonderful bikes that this company called Moots makes. He had several. He still has several. Being as impressionable as I am, he convince me to get one. I chose the Psychlo-x, because it would serve as my road bike and my cross bike (he convinced me to try cross racing as well)

I finally realized what it was to love a bike. I was then able to convince my wife to by me a 29er ybb (special suspension type thingy) and I realized what it was like to really love a bike, made to do what I love to do.

So, this year, my friend Jason got an email from a friend of his who works for Moots. They were looking for riders for their new "Grassmoots" racing team. By some stroke of dumb luck, they said I could join their team (Maybe I earned frequent buyer points) and I am as excited as a Preschooler on finger painting day (yeah, I wet my pants a little)

I am now in the process of training for a good year on the bike, and trying to convince my wife that I need a Ti single speed. (It will be the last bike I ever buy, I promise!!)

I just hope I don't disgrace the bicycle riding alligator.