I have always appreciated/loved most every aspect of the sport of bicycling racing. I think that racing bicycles full time is the equivalent of having a dog’s life. If there is an after life, I want to come back as a dog. My dog if there is some kind of choice. He is fitter than me, by miles, and gets to just lay around, chase squirrels and eat until the next “workout” session. Below is a photo collection of his best mode-sleeping (and a few photos of some of his friends). He sleeps way better than me too. (If only I could keep up with him in that respect.)