How it all started

Hi my name is Stijn, I started cycling 9 months ago, this is how my training began. I wanted to get into shape so I started riding around the hills of Scranton, Pa.  I had been out riding the back roads for an hour or so, it was about 6pm and starting to get dark out. I was coming over the top of a hill when I heard a loud whining noise above me. Suddenly I was paralyzed with fear as the road lit up before me even though there where no street lights around. The next thing I know I’m dusting myself off on the side of the road, I wasn’t sure what just happened, but when I looked in my bicycle helmet’s mirror and saw that my face was green and my hair was all gone, I knew that my life was forever changed.

I rode home, afraid for my life, I felt a little dizzy, but for some reason I had more energy then ever before, my legs felt like hydaluic jacks, my lungs felt like I could suck in enough helimum to talk funny for an hour, my heart pounded in my chest like the engine room of a large cruise liner. I looked down at my speed I was biking home faster then every before I thought my cycling computer broke, 52MPH , but that’s not possible I said to myself. I looked down at my power meter’s display as well, it read 3547watts!

This is where it all began, some dusty back road in the middle of an abandoned mining town, one man, one bike, and an alien friend known only as Ashtar.