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, April 25, 2006

Just go out and have fun!

North Bend, WA
Tuesday, April 25, 2006

I’m back at home & completely exhausted… don’t know why… I woke up this morning to take the garbage out, washed my bike for the ride later on, and went back to bed at ~11:00. Woke up at 1:00 forced myself to ride for an hour and a half and came back home and went to bed. Woke up at 6:00 and here I am. I’m still almost too tired to move, not to mention the continued cough and congested nose.
Georgia was the worst upset of the year, so far. I came in with the best shape of the year and got sick off a “minor” technicality. Instead of being competitive in the race I was struggling every day, it was absolutely the hardest race I’ve ever done from that stand point… but it was also the most ridiculous situation I’ve ever been in. It’s not like I’ve been training to go over and finish, ya know? Who’s the fool who says “Yes, I finished!”?... I’m 12 years old again and we’re all winners…