I was pre-registered for the Mill Race Cyclery Superweek race in Geneva, and it was probably going to be my only Superweek race of 2010. But sadly, late that morning, I had to take Calvin, my buddy of almost 15 years, for his last visit to the vet. To say that I was in no state to be surrounded by 50+ other riders, moving at 25+ mph, is an understatement. There are more important things than the bike.
Calvin had been with me since I started law school, and over the course of about 7 years moved with me from Illinois to Washington, from Washington to California, and back again. In the course of those moves, he traveled through 13 states, seeing more of the country than some people ever will in their lifetime. He saw me through 6 jobs, 4 girlfriends (one of whom is now my wife), 2 bar exams, and countless bike races. He bravely fought off joint, bowel, and thyroid problems for years, but in the end he just wasn't strong enough to fight off the cancer that took over with frightening speed.
Rest in peace, furry chum. May you now frolic in endless fields of catnip and rest beside rivers of milk.
