So, Where is Tom and where did he come from?

I’ll try and make this short. After many personal debates and conversations with just about everyone I know I could only narrow down my bike purchase to either a low end road bike or hybrid. After great advice from Hillary I went back to Greggs Cycle in hopes that a sales rep would make the decision for me…and thankfully they did. It all started with Lance (not sure if this is his real name or stage name). Based on my experience and future plans he suggested a hybrid, but had me test ride both a road bike and hybrid. I felt completely out of control on the road bike and at home on the hybrid. That made the choice fairly straight forward. I told Lance I was going with the hybrid bike. He was awesome at first. Key phrase… “at first”. Once I decided on the bike he led me to the accessories and gave me the famous catch phrase, “look around and I’ll be right back”. Needless to say he never came back because he apparently found a better sale. Regardless, I proceeded to purchase my bike and another sales associate assisted me with removing the wheels so I could fit the bike in my car. I got home and tried to put the bike back together because he assured me it would be easy. Mike and I struggled for about an hour and finally decided we would take the bike back and get a professional to do the work.

Sunday morning we walked back in to Greggs and that’s when I saw my new hero….TOM. Yes, his whole name is in caps…because quite frankly he deserves the credit. I swear it was like the gates to heaven opened up and out came Tom rockin’ a pretty sweet Mohawk. In a nut shell…he put my bike back together, made a few adjustments and laughed at all of my jokes. No, seriously he was just a wealth of knowledge, confidence and assurance that Hillary and I were going to be just fine riding the STP. From now on when I get in a tight spot during our rides I’ll just ask myself, “WWTD?”. You know….”What would Tom do?” and I’m sure the answer will come. Anyways, he proceeded to tell both Hillary and I about his free gear bike and his faux tattoo arm warmers. Then we asked, “what do we do if our bike breaks down or we blow out a tire during the STP?” He promised to assist if he saw us on the ride. Then the light bulb came on…Hillary and I decided we would carry a sign reading “Where is Tom?” throughout the ride in case we needed assistance and hence our team name came to be. By the time we left I’m sure Tom was exhausted from Hillary and my standup comedy show with our constant one-liners. Seriously we are the original Queens of Comedy and Tom appreciated our humor or at least he pretended to be amused and that’s what really counts! So, STP watch out for Team Where is Tom?