Life On Two Wheels

Along the river and toward the mountains a morning shadow shimmers across the road. The rays of the first light jet through the trees and across a figure gliding upon the road. His breath trails in short spurts, petrified as it hits the icy air. All is quiet except the slight sound of the athlete as he summons himself for yet another days work. Soon the rest of the world will bustle with life as well and the brief simplicity of cyclist and nature will disappear into the everyday struggle of life in full motion; the errands and intervals, the appointments and intersections, and the deadlines and finish lines OutPaceTheRace

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Girona the 26th

Jan 26th

Today I barely got my bike built up in time to ride, so I only ended up doing a little over an hour. The roads are nice and the drivers are even better. The scenery is amazing, everything's old and seemingly hand crafted. There are no big stores, everything is in a little store within walking distance. Natural food co-ops are a dime a dozen, they don't sell "white eggs" here either, they're all natural.
Rudeness is a way of life here, no door holding, no hello's or waving to other cyclists, etc. I guess when everyone lives so close together they start ignoring each other.
The country is the best part. If I had to live here I would live in the country, the roads are small and it's dotted with little villages along the way, quite peaceful... much better than the city, but they still speak spanish. The have a lot of round-abouts in the city, I prefer them to stoplights. The first race is Tuesday, followed the next day by a 5-day stage race.