Tiger Style

The capacity of one to enter the realm of work and perseverance is not that which can be set to the side and labeled “other.” I find that many people in all walks of life take the mere existence of reality fore granted. It irritates me as that of an intruder in my house.

Cycling isn’t a sport for the weak of heart, nor one for those with a fragile mind. Every day tests the audacity of the athlete in cycling. Much, much, much more so than the fellow who makes his way to his 9-5 every day. He who works under the spell of the winner is he who will never win himself, and resigns his position in humanity to a feeble future and much less than could be desired by the daring and courageous genes that so define human existence. It is the underlying hypocrisy of this resignation of basic human genetics that irks every cyclist and individual who maintains a cheek existence in a now cowardly society. There is not one day where a wily professional practicing in sport does not defy the resignation of the fear at the forefront of society and strive to be the best and achieve the excellence that they base their life upon. It is by these self-righteous fundamentals that fuel the selfish, loathing, and degrading charade of the common man. It is certainly a pity, but it is the content of our character and the light of our future… so for those who fear self help and breed despair into the masses… the future is bleak.