I envy my dog. There is nothing in her life that can not be immediately obtained that she bothers herself with; she is a perfect example of the happiness to be found through living in the moment, unclouded by dreams or goals. This is the embodiment of one aspect of what I seek from Cycling: freedom from external pressures via total inward focus on the now.
While I envy her, I pity her for this same reason; she will never know the beauty of cultivating a dream, nor the satisfaction to be found in achieving a goal, which is something else I seek from Cycling.
Her combination of focus and absent-mindedness inspires me. She has no limit to her desire to show me her favorite orange ball, or her insistence on helping me notice that she’s laid it in my lap. I can get up and move to another chair, and she will helpfully carry the ball over for me, noting that I neglected to bring it myself. Should something more important demand on her attention – say, the mailman arriving at the door (who requires a session of being barked at), or the appearance of food in her dish – the ball will be forgotten in totality. Later in the day, she will serendipitously reencounter the ball and delight afresh in its limitless bounties.
The changing of the seasons gives me this same gift; with each season I rediscover the beauty of our sport in new ways; riding through a fiery tunnel of changing leaves, the damp earthy smell of a winter’s training ride, the freedom of riding without arm, knee, and shoe covers on a warm spring day, or the glory of riding in the baking summer sun. Each arrives with the welcome of a long-lost friend.
I imagine that everything I need to know in order to become a Directeur Sportif, should the need arise, I have learned from raising dogs. For instance, loyalty is earned, not deserved. Further, loyalty and intelligence are more important than size, strength or talent. Managing a rider in a breakaway, assuming it is a US or Aussie team, the same principles apply as walking a dog on a lead; you prevent them pulling by any means necessary.
As for tolerating doping or other shenanigans within the team, even a dog instinctively knows never to shit where it sleeps.
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@atomicmanatee Le Man.
@piwakawaka I left him out on account of becoming Le Melvin.
@minion
Fhrowhnk is at an unfair advantage because when it suits him, he switches his allegiance to the Netherlands (this ability to switch allegiances marks him as a true Dutchman).
@frank
And he's unlikely to win while he keeps going for a swim beforehand.
@Chris
And a run in a banana hammok after.
So Frank et al, how would you distinguish between Gerrans' M-SR ride and Costa's world championship ride ?
Because I haven't seen anyone saying he wheelsucked his way to the rainbow jersey but they look like pretty similar efforts to me.
@ChrisO I hate it when I agree with you - this bullshit about wheelsucking is exactly that.
You want a sport where the strongest invariably wins, go watch athletics.
In cycling it is not always the strongest who wins, but the one who uses HIS resources the smartest.
And that's the beauty of the sport.
@Marcus
Though drafting mostly takes place on the track too in middle and long distance running.
Ah the dogs life. One of the best things about getting into Buddhism, is mindfulness. It's a bit like anti multi-tasking. Whatever you are doing, do just that, nothing else. The more you practise this, the better it gets. It's brilliant. Living in the moment and focusing, actually shines more realism into reality.
@Marcus
That's not much help to Fhronk, Belkin's registered in the Netherlands. Not fat but couldn't win a bike race with an EPO - filled chicken (oh sorry that was Rabobank), a former track sprint world champion, or a Bond villain. Interestingly the team appears to be filled with a combination of Dutch and 'Strayan riders, so you could do the six degrees of separation between Marcus and Fahrownk with that team. or, six degrees of Fhra - arcus.