I got e-mails, comments, texts, and even phone
calls after yesterday's post. I appreciate it. If I had feels I
would feel them. I write whatever I feel like writing, and I realize
that yesterday's post came off a little sad and whiny. That wasn't
my intent, although I guess I was pretty sad and whiny (maybe I missed my nap or something.) It's not about racing or how that guy is faster than me
or takes it more serious than I do. I think it's a matter of me not
having the passion to even ride my bike anymore, and that's why I was
concerned. I won't give it up. I'm sure I still like it, but I need to
find a way to get inspired again. I was just burned out I guess.
Most of the advice I got was right in line with how I see things
happening. I'm not making a decision now though. In fact, I'm not
making a decision at all. I'm gonna just let shit happen. I'll ride
my bike and have fun. If that means doing some races, then so be it.
If that means becoming a professional heckler, then I'm good with
that. I understand that there can be a balance between racing,
training, and fun, and even one between riding on the road and on the
I still love all those dirt roadies, I really do (I'm friends
with a lot of 'em). When it's all said and done, we all ride bikes.
That's good enough for me, but it doesn't mean that I'll stop making
fun of people. I make fun of myself, so why should I take it easy on
Let's all stop being so damn serious about bicycles and get back
to the fun.
Maybe you like training your ass off, but there's probably a
better way. This looks fun:
Let's go have a good time, shall we? I'm off to get ready for the
grande finale of the Winter Short Track Series. We have to make this
last one a party that won't be soon forgotten.
See, I'm already heading in the right direction. Bring on the