I'm that guy you said was too small, not fast enough, no talent, and a failure.
So, I trained harder and longer until you couldn't overlook me, but you still did.
I poured my heart and soul into every pedal stroke just to get noticed.
And when I finally caught your attention, it was for the wrong reason.

This is my story... my life... my career.

They say the best place to start a story is at the beginning, so here we are.
I was born and raised in the middle of nowhere; Kansas the land of corn.

My life plan was already set in stone even before I was born.
I was in line to take over the family farm being the only child. Until,
I stumbled upon an old abandon broken down bike tucked away in the attic.

After pushing a few boxes aside I was now face to face with a classic Schwinn.
Not having a clue what that meant at the time I grabbed the bike and
carried it outside where I dusted it off and pumped the wheels full of air again.

Then I set off down the road amused at the new toy I had found.
But when I returned back home my glee quickly turned into fear as I saw
my dad at the front door with his arms folded over just waiting for me.