You’re not always alone
It happens most on days with a steady crosswind on the ride. I’ll be riding along by myself, and suddenly realize that I’m not alone. There’ll be a dog running along beside the road, but I’ll know I have nothing to worry about… because they’ll be going for him. But most of all, I hear that voice, telling me “We’ll have a cross-tailwind coming home, Lauren. You’ll like it!” I always...
