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, December 05, 2006

Slaying thyself

North Bend, WA
Tuesday, December 5, 2006

Time seems to go by so quick in the off season. It seems like I just got done with that race in Belgium, but now it’s already December… how can that be? The time that I took off seemed like nothing. It’s amazing how swiftly time passes when you’re not working.
Anyway, on the subject of working… While I was “working” today, I drew an exceptional parallel between sport and law. Of course with one you actually accomplish something, with the other you... Uh, well… lose something… Here’s the parallel, the only “activity” in the world that you could compare training for competitive cycling to is Shariah Law. No kidding. Alright, probably not, but the term “slay yourself” never had more connotation than now…