From where I sat, I felt I sensed a struggle in the women I watched nursing her baby. The woman was hot, sweaty, probably in need of a proper cool down. As I watched her, her companions chatted nearby rehashing the Cat 1-2-3 bicycle race they'd just ridden. She was tucked into a cheap plastic chair, facing away from the street in the empty parking garage far out of the glare of the sun. While they reviewed every turn and twist of the course, she pulled her sunglasses from the top of her head and covered her eyes.
If I had a camera at that moment, I would have snapped a discreet shot of her. Her image must be one of the untold stories on the women's racing circuit. A racer who is also a mother with an infant. What was she thinking while her baby fed? Was she disappointed in her performance on the course or did she agonize over how she might balance competitive racing and motherhood? A photo of what I remember in such detail could have asked these questions and probably many more.
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