Many professional athletes are so self-absorbed as to be obnoxious. And then there are people like Lance Armstrong, who was in my neck of the woods yesterday. (I think I passed him on Cherry Pie Hill.) Lance could devote himself to earning money, like a certain former president I know, or partying, like so many NFL and NBA players, but he has chosen to devote himself to others. Read this. If it doesn’t renew your faith in humanity, nothing will.