Happy bicycle day. Looking forward to tomorrow.
El Coco lent me his fixed and I rode 21 km through the pouring rain, hail, and Madrid traffic. This race occured simultaneously in twenty-odd cities across the planet, so we started off at 14.00. I came in eleventh out of fifteen. Don't let that fool you! I was the second to last to finish; three dropped out. From the Patio to Lavapies to Cibeles, then to Olavide, Moncloa, Plaza Castilla, and finally back to the Patio.
Juan (from Asturias) won. A kid named Federico from out of town placed second. Coco came in third. The other Juan is in a wheelchair 'cuz he fractured his pelvis in a wreck. He still showed up, though. He was in the video down at the bottom. It's from a local newspaper. Coco, who lent me a bike, is the kid in the yellow jersey who says: "Riding fixed brakeless is like drinking decaf your whole life and then drinking espresso."

After the race we drank beer and smoked cigars.

Now I'm beat. Gotta eat and take a shower. Then maybe I'll look up a certain blonde...

Enjoy the video. It's from the last race.

Peace.