In 1978 after a lifetime of being carted around in VW beetles that my dad would patch up, our family acquired our first ever new car: A Ford Fiesta. Not just any Ford Fiesta, but a bright orange "S" model. That'd be the sport version for those not-in-the-know. The Fiesta was designed by the same fellow who introduced the world to the VW Rabbit - thusly it had some Euro pedigree in the form of excellent handling and phenomenal fuel mileage. I ask the fuel addicted automotive world again: DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THE SEVENTIES?? It was a quick car at the time due to weighing nearly as much as a modern day... You know, I don't think anyone makes cars that light and dangerous anymore.
The point of this? At the time I was overwhelmed by the turn of events. I had never dreamed it possible that our family could purchase such a beautiful new car. The first few days it sat in the driveway I'd just stare at it in amazement.
Now, I'm not suggesting sponsorship is quite on the level of a new car to an impressionable 8 year old - but I still have a bit of doubt that what I have chanced upon is real. Quite like the Fiesta I am over-dramatizing an everyday occurence. But for now, I'll take it further than necessary.
Here's my first official plug - I'm rolling with these guys: http://www.bikeman.com/ Here's to 2011! Fact is, I have been a bikeman the whole time. Just ask the girls who I pass cutting through the soccer field on the way home. "Hey.. bikeman..." Yeah, that's me.