There's really no point in cheating.
Because in the end you figure out/come to your senses that you should have stuck with whatever/whomever you're cheating on in the first place.
I would know.
Or at least my legs and ego would. (Who would have thought that I could get up hills faster with one gear as opposed to, say, twenty one?)
So I know I shouldn't be cheating, but I am. I'm sending these hats out to one of my favorite bike shops in the area - International Bicycle Center in Allston. And technically that's cheating because I'm supposed to drop them off by hand. I'll feel the guilt later.
Oh and the return address? I borrowed that one from a friend. Because we all could use a good alibi when we're, you know, cheating.