As Beck would say, two turntables and a microphone is where it's at for him. In my case, there's a little less flash and glam. I think I've figured out where it's at for me. I like to help out with things that are bigger than me. I'm sure if I had money, I'd probably donate or sponsor certain things. As it is, I have no extra cash, so instead I volunteer. It gives me a sense of belonging as well as getting the chance to help out in things that interest me.
Last night was a perfect example. PRC held their rescheduled second installment of the training duathlon series. It was supposed to be last week, but as anyone in central Iowa knows, we have been getting dumped on with rain and last Thursday was no exception. As it turns out, last week I wasn't available to help out and I was a bit bummed, but this week I had the time and could lend a hand. 20+ brave souls didn't let the threatening skies or Sunday's Copper Creek Tri stop them from coming out to enjoy the pain.
Kent showed up to try his hand at a duathlon for the first time. He kicked some serious butt coming in 4th overall against some pretty good competition. Sweet Jane showed up looking especially racy in her full aero kit, just to announce that she was only there to do some training. I think she managed to ride up to the corner and back as her only training and was given the appropriate amount of shit to go along with her effort! Overall a great time and a few of us enjoyed a couple brews as we loaded the trailer back up.
Hopefully I'll see a few of you at the tri on Sunday. Actually, scratch that as if you're doing the tri, you probably don't want to see me. I'm supposed to be doing roving bike repair/help out on the course fixing flats and such. So here's to hoping all I see of you is a blur as you shoot by at ludicrous speed. Maybe you'll even be going straight to plaid. Bonus points if you can tell me the movie I'm referencing.