It finally happened. I've been trying to dodge the Courage Classic question for months here at work. I got the friendly email wanting my info for registration, like it was a done deal. I need to bow out gracefully. Perhaps some sort of visually stimulated reaction to neon yellow wind jackets is in order. I think I'll fake a seizure in the break room while clutching a Pearl Izumi Screaming Yello jacket. First I'll need to club someone at Cherry Creek, on my PM ride, and steal theirs. I'm not buying one, ever.
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