Growing up, the month of May in Indianapolis was all about one thing: The Indianapolis 500! The lack of a race today was another stark reminder that things aren’t as they should be…a reminder of the new normal with face masks and social distancing, but sadly, not the greatest spectacle in racing. I’ve been collecting Indy 500 souvenirs all year long so I was ready to celebrate…but it just didn’t seem right without a race.  So I challenged my friends to a 5 mile stationary bike ride…and am proud to say that I’m the inaugural champion* of the Indy 5..  (*full disclosure: nobody else decided to race me…but I’m still counting it as a  win). I celebrated in festive 500 style with a thrifted wreath and half pint of milk (just kidding: its wine!).