without whom I'm not sure I'd be where I am today.
to holly, who encouraged me to get on my bike.
who rode my first century (more accurately, my partial century) with me.
who always, when we rode together, pedaled slowly so that I could keep up.
who taught me that cyclists wore bike shorts and gloves.
whose easy-going attitude has always been a curiosity to me and an ideal to strive for.
to holly, who rides a beautiful yellow pinarello,
and without whom I might not have become the person I am, today.
thank you, holly,
and may all of your ups come with joyful, swooping, long and lasting downs.