Watching the track sprinters at the velodrome last week, all that polished fury in perfect circles, I kept thinking of my old Hercules and the pothole near the mosque that tried to swallow my front wheel Sunday. Both need balance, asalu, but one is about not falling over, and the other is about falling over at 60kmh and getting up to do it again. Different kinds of brave, I suppose.
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