I think the local cycling posse calls themselves the “Leghorns”...

Well, only the cool kids Conrad.  We typically don't cavort with triatheletes, but in your case, we're making a special exemption.  Cause you eat nails and sweat Rule #5.  We've actually been looking for a World Champion for a few years now.  Plus, you get it (in a healthy, sober, athletic sort of way, but you still get it).  So here's to ya!

Make some room on the mantle for the rock.

Truth be told, I had descended the mountain of glory and was drinking from the river of salvation when all this transpired.  Yes I had an appointment with the Lord.  I was in church with my beloved mum.  Thankfully, the Leghorns did not disappoint.  What was a crew of three last year, grew exponetially to something like 40 this year.  There may have been a few beverages involved.  As I understand it, beer handups and beer showers were flyin' all day!

Frank gets it.  Check out that smile-she gets it too.

Metro gets it, in more ways than you ever imagined.  Scary.

Nice, um package, but it's not my birthday.

If you've got a few hours to kill you can see it all right here, streamed live from the peanut gallery.
In all the excitement, nobody got me a pic of Scottie D.   More Xterra tales of woe for him.  Always sumthin' ain't it Scottie!  Tri and tri again.

All this can only lead to one obvious conclusion, the 2015 World Road Racing Championships are gonna be off the hook!  Hell we got 3 more years to refine this level of insanity.  We'll be practicing at an event near you, real soon.