I like road shoes. First, they make a big attention-getting clatter when I waddle into a convenience store. That assures that all eyes will be on me when I skid across the floor, land on my butt, and spill Gatorade all over my full Team Discovery kit. This provides endless hours of enjoyment for the local farmers, who last week judged my performance 9.6 for technique and 9.8 for interpretation, a personal record, which I will attempt to best on today's ride.
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"Light it up, Popo." --Levi Leipheimer