“Accidental bike racer, I got into cycling because it was faster than walking. Have been racing bicycles now for 6 years, those six years have redefined who I am as a person. I don't know what I would be doing without stumbling upon cycling.”
Actually, Yuri would be that guy cursing at Lycra wearing weirdos on bikes at every given opportunity. He loves cycling because it’s humbling—nothing is more refreshing than being on the rivet and imploding, while your group rides on. One of Yuri’s fondest memories of cycling was going out for his first group ride with a bunch of master aged riders. He thought this was going to be an old farts ride. He looked around at what he thought were dinosaurs. It wasn't long before he was alone in the middle of nowhere trying to get home. “I left my pride and ego that day on the road for good. Riding my bike reminds me of that day, knowing full well no matter how fit you think you are there is someone fitter and faster.” This notion is what we are all secretly chasing every time we swing a leg over the bike. A vicious cycle of wanting to be the dropper and not the dropee.