Teamwork: the fuel that allows common people to attain uncommon results.

Seriously, thats what I got tonight at Chinese food in downtown Oakland with homeboy Roman.

Todays training involved a righteous event for all cyclists abused by cars out there. Me, RK, Matt Willinger, and triathlete super star Kristi Gough were training on Olympic Blvd. Some high schoolers drove by . . . it was there lunch time maybe. They heckled us. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I saw the traffic light up ahead turn read, and the car packed with high school guys pulled into the left hand turn lane.

I rolled up casually to their car. The rear window is rolled down and there are three guys in the back seat.

Take the lid off my bottle of Cytomax.

Dump the entire bottle of Cytomax into the car.

On this guys head.

I pedal away as they have to turn left.

Cytomax is really sweet, and so is revenge.

They chucked a tangerine at me and it hit my rear spokes. Didn’t bother me one bit.