As you can see, the Movemeber.com organization has parterned with, among other groups, Lance Armstrong's Livestrong Foundation. Not to be left out of the fun, LA himself has decided to try to jump into the moustachioed foray.
Unlike winning the Tour de France, it does not appear as though LA is having an easy time growing the 'stache and this one is looking a little weary. But let's give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he didn't start growing this on November 1st. But if this is the final product, I personally fear that throngs of Trek-riding, weekend warrior cyclists with canary-yellow bracelets will also now start sporting these flimsy monkey-paw staches to emulate their hero, no matter how follicularly challenged their upper lips may be. And all will hail LA as being the inspiration for them to toss away their razors this month.
But alas, long before LA decided to try to sprout a pubescent wisp of hair up there, the moustache has had its presence in the pro-peleton. Do not forget the truly spectacular porn-stache Garmin rider Steven Cozza wore as he won the Best Young rider jersey in the 2007 Tour of Missouri...
And a year later, upper lips were screaming for fear of being naked on team Garmin as Dave Zabriskie joined in the fray.
But let's remember who probably has the oldest moustache in the peleton: Mr. Floyd Landis.
And this is no plain moustache, but rather the moustache with the unconnected chin goatee - also called the Maynard G. Krebs if it stands alone. Floyd has been rocking this one continuously since back in the days of US Postal:
As many of you know, Floyd was here in Columbia this past weekend to speak at a fundraiser for arthritis over at the Orr St. Gallery. When I arrived at the benefit and approached him, I was completely struck by how small and lean he was. We made small talk for a bit, and I was utterly impressed by how genuinely humble the guy is. At one point, I was asking him about his performance on Stage 17 of the 2004 Tour de France, and he commented about how amazing he felt that day. Then he quickly added, "You know, it seems when I felt my absolute best and everything seemed to be going so well for me - that's when all the shit hit the fan." My response was that that exact thing happens to everyone one of us - except when the shit hits the fan in everyone else's life, it doesn't get dragged through the media.
The evening was an absolute thrill for me. If I was partially biased before I went, in thinking I really liked the guy, I certainly came away from the benefit completely biased in thinking the world of his honest, genuine demeanor. One of the final questions asked of him was regarding what his plans were for next year. To this he replied "I don't know. I'm leaving my options open."
Here's hoping we see a lot more racing from Floyd, wherever he ends up. He is, in my mind anyway, a genuine American cycling legend.