The cardinal rule: Michael doesn’t do anything in the morning before her cup of coffee. There are rarely exceptions to the rule and it pretty much takes extraordinary circumstances to circumvent the morning routine of French press and green smoothie. So this morning, when I wanted to get out on the bikes at dawn before the heat set in (we’re in the midst of an early heat wave), it took the promise of a muffin and coffee at her favorite cafe to entice the sleepy one. Funny thing: I had to soft pedal all the way to the coffee shop, but on the way home I could hardly keep up, even with me on my Civia and her on the boat anchor Pashley Princess. The Pashley is a lovely bike, but it usually goes one speed — slow. But, add two cups of the potent rocket fuel that is French Roast, and watch out. It made me wonder, who needs EPO when you have espresso?