You all make me wish I had a picture of a little me and a bike. But my father forbade us to have bikes so we had to do back-alley riding, so to speak. I joke all the time that I wonder what he thinks in heaven about his family having their only little Livestrong Challenge cycling team. He's probably telling my mother how he'd wish we wouldn't ride, while my mother tells him not to worry so much and isn't it a nice thing we are doing in honor of my sister.

I have to dig through and at least find a pic or two to scan and post. Since I never looked so good as I did at 5 or 6, there should be no embarrassment there. I definitely peaked far too soon!