Who is Sammy? I've been riding a nameless bike for over two months. The too-small new road bike from March was going to be named Robbie, but I had to give him back. Last night, I was at Sports Basement to say goodbye to my new new road bike, as we handed them over to Tri Bike Transport for (duh) transport to NY. I couldn't say goodbye to a bike with no name - that just didn't seem right. Where are my loyalties?



But you can't name a bike on command. I mean, I've put well over 800 miles on this thing in just a few months, and it hadn't come to me yet. Fortunately, just as I was about to say goodbye, I ran into my '04 teammate Peter, who convinced me that the bike was actually a girl. (thus, my issue- I've been focused on boy names). We ran through several options I now can't recall (love has blinded me), and then....there it was. Sammy. I knew it immediately. I had a dear friend in college named Sammy (now a mommy!), and this bike definitely has a similar personality to that Sammy!



I know, I know....all you naysayers are thinking "but bikes don't have personalities." Trust me - they do.



Taper rocks. 1,500 swim? Heh. Yeah, I can do that.