I have to give the residents of Shorewood credit, because there were a lot of parties going on in front yards for the race, at least 2 for each city block. After the girl's race, I was headed back to my truck to drop something off. As I was walking by one of these parties, I looked over and there is my college roommate, Bob. So I stopped and gave Bob a hard time about not coming to my party. I stayed there for a while and caught up with Bob. It wasn't 5 minutes and Bob's wife, Angie came up to me to say hi and give me a beer. While I was talking to Bob the men's race started. Staying true to form, whenever the racers went by the house we were at, I ran out to the edge of the road and rang my cowbell. But these guys were flying around the course. It was literally every two minutes they came past. It really put a cramp in my story telling. I would have to guess that these guys were going well over 30 miles per hour. I also didn't know how to cheer for the bikers. I mean when Tiffany was racing I just kept yelling "Alright Tiffany, Let's go!!!" But what do you cheer in general to bikers, the best I came up with was "Pedal Faster!!! He's right behind you!!!" I don't know, if anyone has any better cheers, please let me know.
I talked with Bob until he had to go and pick his son up at baseball practice. I then met up with Tiffany and one of her teammates at a restaurant right on the race course while the men's race was going on. We got a table on the sidewalk so we could still watch the race. The one odd thing about our dinner was, that one of Tiffany's friends who was in the men's race joined us. What was so odd about it was that the men's race was still going on. Apparently he pulled out of the race early. I forgot his reason for pulling out of the race, but as we were having dinner, as you might guess much of the talk was centered around biking. And this guy is talking like he is the next coming of Lance Armstrong with all of his biking stories yet he pulled out of the race. I couldn't figure that one out. If I was a quitter and didn't finish the race, I wouldn't be publicizing it.
I walked around nearly the whole race course. I had forgotten how nice Shorewood really is. You may or may not know this, but back in my college days more than 15 years ago, I had an internship with the Village of Shorewood. I guess in my college days I didn't have quite the appreciation for how beautiful all of the houses were. Now that I am a homeowner I see things from a different point of view. The main thing I kept on thinking was 'How much are their property taxes?'
Shorewood is pretty unique in that it is so residential, yet so close to downtown. If you are ever downtown Milwaukee, I highly urge you to jump on Lake Drive and head up to Shorewood and drive along the lake and check out all of the houses. Which reminds me of something one of the Shorewood building inspectors once told me when I worked for the village about those beautiful houses. He said "Yes, they are nice houses, but who wants to pay that much money to live on an eroding bluff."
Oh and I posted a link to Tiffany's blog on to my blog. You can find it on my list of links. Right above The General's blog (see "Pinko Commy Rag") which hasn't been updated in 4 years come August.
Lyric of the Day:
Y'know that, women, never really faint.
And that villains always blink their eyes.
And that y'know, children are the only ones who blush.
And that life is just to die.
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