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

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Flogging the imp...

North Bend, WA
Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Sometimes life’s just not fair. You can put a pretty name on it and sit back as you give up or you can go down fighting. It’s up to you, most people sit back, personally I find it hard to give in. If I have to I’ll ride with a snorkel or take it a step further… I’ll bring the trainer down to the edge of the flood and ride their for three hours while spitting on its person. Everything’s a fight; it’s all about the manifestation of that mental utopia. Seriously.
If you’re not familiar with this particular storm, it’s known as the “pineapple express.” A cute little name for tropical weather from the Pacific bound for the Pacific Northwest. The reason it was so efficient in causing this flood was that we had some early snow fall in the mountains about a week before it hit. Since it brought 60 degree weather and tons of rain, all of a sudden the snow level rose to 10,000 feet causing the snow to melt and meander its way down into the valleys. I noticed that yahoo is now advertising river rafting tours… Do floods make you want to raft down these rivers? Maybe, only if you get a chance to smack the imp child around a bit on the way down the gauntlet.