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, April 25, 2007

& the stars move into position

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

If the sun shines and the temperature is good, does it call for a fine day? Will the pedals churn effortlessly and the watts flow easily? What is the circumstance that requires victory? Is it in the day or the mind… or is it something unconscious? Perhaps it’s something deeper, something more physiological... The perfect alignment of muscle and mind.
Whatever the case, I continue to await the alignment that wins races.