Before the New Year, it was my ride up Haleakala. At present, it’s Keepers Tour: Cobbled Classics 2013. Before Haleakala, it was one of the various Cyclocross races and before that the Zoo Hill Time Trial. The targets change, but throughout my life as a Velominatus, there always seems to be a goal looming over the horizon which spurs me on. Training, for its endless nature, is like painting the Forth Bridge in Scotland: it takes a year to paint and you have to paint it every year.
In contrast to my opinion of painting a bridge, training is something I fundamentally enjoy. Lucky for me, I love training for the sake of training; I don’t feel any compelling need to do a particular ride in any particular time. What I do feel, however, is the need to do any particular ride in a better time than I have previously. I’m fortunate to delight in the process of finding form and fitness, of getting better. I love seeing the improvement; I love setting incremental goals and reaching them through the elementary process of working towards them.
Cycling, in this way, presents me with an incredibly rewarding outlet for that bit of my nature that lives on seeing marked progress. In every walk of life, things are complicated. The deeper we wade into any endeavor, the more embroiled we become in the mechanics of staying afloat – to say nothing of actually moving towards an end. Yet, Cycling is simple; put in the work and the results come.
The more complicated my life gets and the more conflicted my priorities, the more I find I love Cycling for its elemental simplicity. Set a goal, make a plan, follow it. There is no one to look to but yourself. There are no external dependencies. There is only the endlessness of The Work.
Vive la Vie Velominatus.
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Hey it's great there are loads of velominati who also climb, must be something aging rock jocks turn to more and more.
I climbed, a lot, in the past, less so now, but cant put my finger on why, it's still a blast but maybe the bike is a good mistress too.
Still get out, and on the local MRT, so all is not lost. All makes for good dits in the pub.
@Buck Rogers But ever since having kids, I just do not climb anywhere near as much and nowhere near as hard or crazy. Kids have, in a good way, grounded me!
The same here, Kids took me off the adrenalin market also. I love to skydive back in the day ( pre kids ) but never any serious climbing for some reason just didn't call too me? Just a shit load of hiking which would lend itself to bouldering no and agin. Good times!
@scaler911
beautiful Arizona
In looking up a latin saying a mate had posted online today I came across this little gem sitting right below it in the translation list...
perfer et obdura; dolor hic tibi proderit olim
Be patient and tough; some day this pain will be useful to you.
Words to train by if ever I've read them.
Bunch of climbers here. Very cool. I earn a living running a climbing gym. A former co-worker shot this video of Potter in Squamish. Go full screen for maximal scrotum shrivelage. Nut. Fucking. Case.
@scaler911
upper cortical activity
@gaswepass
I was going to say "brain" but this is a better answer, as he must one have one hell of a cerebellum.
@starclimber
I'm surprised he did that with it so windy out. Nice vid BTW. I'd not seen that before.