I'm off to Trek World. So while you look for your red Swingline stapler and threaten to burn the building to thje ground, I'll be riding Trek's 2009 bikes in Madison for 3 days. Damn it feels good to be a gangsta.
I was raised in the "hood", self-taught to survive on scraps of old inner tubes and changing bike tires with my teeth. Life is a struggle for me not to be another statistic that so many become after being raised in a caucasion middle class family. I now am a husband, bike mechanic, land lord, stay at home dad, and wannabe mountain bike racer.