A great unknown awaits the young men, bound by a common entity of steel, flesh and passion rolled together. Do they contemplate the future, or are they so encapsulated in the here and now that anything beyond the finish line seems like it could only be for old people? Have they any inkling which path they will take, or be guided towards? Maybe the only thing on their mind is just how badass their eyewear is.
What ambition burns within, do they believe they will be, or even seek to be, a cycling superstar; which of them knows it? Maybe ambition isn’t considered, not part of the equation. The simple act of pedalling a bicycle may remain one of joy, of freedom, or become a mistress so harsh that she is eventually despised, and thrown aside, banished to but a bitter memory of a time better forgotten. Who will be remembered, and who will even want to remember?
When a pastime becomes a job a certain element, that of detachment, is lost forever. Making your passion your profession is fraught with risk, and the balance of work/play becomes ever more critical to cultivating satisfaction within, lest you be eternally damned to harming the very thing once loved more than anything else. Keeping things Casually Deliberate is a failsafe, a safety net below the trapeze on which the real world swings precariously.
Stay passionate. Rock cool shit and ride your bike like it’s your lover. Everything will be alright.
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Ok, its tired but this also doesn't help the case.
@Teocalli
I refuse to ride/near with someone with tri bars and/or without socks
@Teocalli
Eh what? Did I miss something?
@brett
Je ne sais pas either!
@Teocalli
Don't forget @Gianni testing the limits of Rules compliance... and posting pics of that saddle of his.
@brett
My point exactly? Damn I nearly added some punctuation there.
@ChrisO
Snap to you! :)
@frank
No, it doesn't. At least the spectators know it, why do you think they are all standing at transition? Purely to watch the carnage.
@VeloVita
I have never understood USA kit... It's always hideous.
Ok, I can't remember what the original article is about but I'm enjoying the @Girl coment - snap back at @ChisO and as usual @Buck you kill me. That little cadidiot should be tied to a link of the old chain that spanned the Hudson and thrown in for a swim!
If I have to comment on RR vs Tri they are both hard but one has a mental side and has tactics that dictate whether or not you kill yourself to stay in the race. Guess which one? Also and then I'll shut up, it's not like your bike handling like Cavendish in a Tri. Legal drafting in a Tri race does not change the equation because there is no sprint for the line for places... First through one hundred are just trying to stay in the pack - whoopee! Yes they swim and run and it's the training that is harder but once in the race, any leg, it's just a matter of not red lining like the kid mentioned above.
Oh ya I remember, I'm so glad I stopped racing before those helmet and the guy to the right is Bill Woodhall (?) I think. He was a fabulous mechanic who wrenched at the Red Zinger races and national team events, home and abroad. He worked out of a loaded station wagon with all campy tool, with the Campy logo and Italian colors covering the whole thing. Steve Tilfords web page has a picture of it and Bill back in the day.