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Judge Judie set to work on the bicycles. He worked and worked, until he came
to a pink, glittery bike, with streamers coming off the handlebars, which he
wrongly presumed was pinky’s. It turned out to be Michael’s. His mother had
offloaded Pinky’s old bike onto her son when she had outgrown the cupcake
shaped bell. As the contestants began the cycling stage of the triathlon, Judge
Judie sat down, expecting a good show and prosperous future of his career, free
of public ridicule. When Pinky approached the water mains, oblivious to his
mistake, Judge Judie began to cheer. He stood up, absolutely ecstatic, scream-
ing as she passed the wreckages of the other athletes’ bikes. His timing could-
n’t have been worse. As he reached the height of his applause, Pinky reached
the water main, and skidded to the side of the course. Then, out of the blue, in
last place, came michael, streamers and all. He seamlessly rode over the mains
and made it to the running track, suddenly in first place. Judge Judies’ heart
stopped. He knew exactly what he was in for.