Friday, July 23, 2010
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Saturday, July 10, 2010
"There’s no greater sense of accomplishment than defeating your own worst enemy, that person in the back of your head that says, “You can’t do this. You are not good enough to do this”."
I find myself very drawn to this video,a video from the Almanzo 100, a gravel "race" century in Minnesota, and to the spirit of the race director, Chris Skogen. As someone who has not always found that inner strength, these words by some random race organizer speak to me, and speak to the difficulties that a person can overcome. The difficulty is inside, not outside. Will the angel or the demon win? Buddhism speaks quite often about senseless, destructive inner narrative, that distracts us from living. In some people (like you-know-who), this narrative becomes a very negative and cynical inner self-berating. In the realm of cycling, this negativity leads to cover up shortcomings of not achieving goals like a long ride or not being strong enough with more and more eating; it becomes a most vicious cycle. If one takes Mr. Skogen's words into focus, then success comes not from finishing the distance or winning the race, but from the sense of accomplishment from, in effect, defeating that negative side of your psyche, defeating that worst enemy. And I am definitely that worst enemy.
Friday, July 09, 2010
- 33% never, ever gonna get on a bike.
- 60% skittish, unlikely cyclists due to issues of safety.
- 7% enthusiastic users of Portland infrastructure.
- .5% "strong and fearless" folks who would ride on the streets whatever the situation
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
Monday, July 05, 2010
I sat around despondent and cranky the rest of the day until we went down to the Waterfront for the free 4th-of-July concert and fireworks. We caught the end of the Bettye Lavette show, then a show from a reunited Arrested Development, and finally the headliner, Michael Franti and Spearhead. The positive, hippy love vibe was perfect for a July4th concert. The Franti showed ended with a gaggle of kids onstage helping with, "Say I love you", all while the fireworks started behind the stage over the river. Nice moment, for sure. On a bike note, I got a text from Dave that he was over in the 'Ville, on the bike, and ended up joining us down at the river for the concert. He had felt restless from the truncated ride, so he got off his ass and prolly got another 40+ miles in!
Saturday, July 03, 2010
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Dave and I saw what looked like some construction debris and straw atop the levee, so we took a gander. What we found was reseeding and grading of the levee.
It looked like a path, so we took it. Not unlike what I've read of Paris-Roubaix and the like, the grassy, non-improved parts were much firmer and easy to ride; the graded, engineered portions- like the man-made cobbles- were sloppy and you needed speed to take them on.
This levee "trail" lasted for 2+m until we arrived at the real Levee Trail. This portion was uneventful save two factors, one the tailwind, which was blissful, the other an "old roadie important man". Dave and I had taken our helmets off because it was hot and the levee would provide little to no traffic. We felt confident, I a little cavalier after my time in Italy. A club-type came by us and stated, "yeah, why don't you put your helmet on? it's not too useful hanging off the side of your bike". Dave can correct me, but that was the gist of it. We brushed it off, but later brought the topic back up of why some jack-ass old man on a crabon bike needed to 'advise' us at to our helmet options. Water under the bridge, but the clubby types really stick in my craw sometimes. Take note- Dave is more reasonable and this post shouldn't malign his generous bikey nature. =)
From there we followed to Shawnee for water and then to Bank St. and through downtown. I was pretty tired after these 50ish miles and was looking for some sustenance when we saw an opportunity at CakeFlour, a bakery on Market St. Their cookies were 2 for 1, so I had one myself and gave Dave my other. (Good wife, understand that it would've been melty,mushy if I had tried to get home with it). Based on a recommendation from a nice young lady sista' at CakeFlour, we headed to Joe Davola's for sandwiches. I give my sandwich experience there 31/2 stars, with a half tuna and a half veggie 'meat loaf', for $5.50. It was an outstanding at th end of 50+m ride. Out total for the day was 57m, my longest ride of the year by a couple. Gotta be pleased with that.
Thursday, July 01, 2010
*Donated to a young bike-hungry friend. Good luck!* And to acquaint yourself with the Cult of the RB-1: http://superissimo.com/the-cu...