The year is 2005 and my buddy Marty has just convinced me to sign-up for my first race - Paris to Ancaster.
Straight up, it is a bitch! Windy open-roads, muddy, mud slides, and a climb like nothing I had seen before.
That aside, Mart introduces me to Mike and Deaner, two fantastic future teammates and a huge reason I keep racing today - my teammates.
Here's to another year of racing as we kick off the season this Sunday.