First I thought I'd made it when I got on Cycling News. But that turned out to be a random picture. Next I thought I'd made it because I had a Facebook page. But did you know anyone can make those? Plus, I have less "likes" than Cody Tapley. So yeah, fail...

But now, today, I think I've finally made it for reals. Why? Because now I have fans that show up to races. Not e-fans, but fans in real life (FIRL).

Musa must be so jealous because that's his friend in the picture from Cycling News. I'm a bit ashamed I don't remember her name but I did have a nice chat and picture after the race.

As for the Merco Road Race on Sunday, basically it was the same old thing: breakaway, chase, sprint.

Actually, there was a bit of drama. First, there was rain, that was fun. Second, a chunk of asphalt jump out and took down half the peloton, including Adam Switters.

Next, I got yelled at for riding the front, even thought I was only going like 20 mph. Big gaps make me nervous. The gap to the break ballooned to 7.5 minutes.

Then, then we got passed by the masters guys. Yep, the masters guys. The officials stopped us for another 2.5 minutes. That was fine until I realized who was going to have to catch the break. Funny how it wasn't going to be the same guy who was adamant about riding slow earlier.

For the last two laps, 40 miles, we rolled on the front. It's always fun to ride fast and hard, but it did start to hurt after a while. Err, "That's what she said," or "Girls tell me that all the time?" I'll just let you guys decide.

Anyway, then someone from my team won and we all lived happily ever after. The end.