Here it is the morning of Monstertrack. I’ve never been in an organized bike race before. The cleanest thing was a drag race back in college. It’s been 19 years since I worked the streets of Boston as a messenger. I’ll be riding against kids 19 years old who ride 60 plus miles a day through the New York streets. Why am I doing this? I’m 42 years old I have a wife and 2 daughters. I work as a software developer and make techno art in my spare time. My life is good. But why not? Why not take one afternoon to bomb through the streets of my city with 200 like minded bikers? Why not push my self to ride faster? It’s just one day the year. I can’t be young again but I don’t have to be old yet.
As for the danger, I ride everyday in city traffic. I promise myself that I won’t take any risks that I wouldn’t any other day. After all, I want to finish.