The Bell Lap
There is a point in every race where the ref rings a loud bell as the peloton screams across the start/finish. The bell signals to the racers and fans that there is one more lap left. This final lap is typically the fastest, hardest, and most intense lap of the race. It is the crescendo of a 90 minute battle in which you lay out all your cards and give it everything you’ve got.
The posts below are the story of my final go at being a bike racer.
Giving Everything
April 14, 2021
This random memory is a demarcation line in my life. The before and the after times. In the before times I didn’t know what what it even looks or feels like to give something 100%. In the aftertimes it is painfully obvious to me what “all in” actually means.
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Race 2: Birmingham Hammerfest
March 19, 2020
This squad has more chemistry than it’s ever had and that is only because of a shitty situation that we could not control. This will prove invaluable when we finally get a chance to race together.
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If you know the enemy and know yourself…
February 27, 2020
If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
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The Thing About Demons
February 25, 2020
The thing about demons is that they never go away, no matter how much you try and bury them. I’m increasingly finding that the best way to handle pain isn’t to distract myself from it, but to embrace it.
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Respect The Desire
February 23, 2020
It is the desire to win is where our moral compass can be compromised under the guise of competitiveness.
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Siren’s Songs
February 18, 2020
Habits are predictable temptrists. They will always be true to you. It’s your job to follow the call of the right ones.
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Birmingham
February 10, 2020
Missing a workout 18 weeks out isn’t as big of a deal as missing a workout 4 weeks out.
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Aloha.
Featured Post
January 9, 2020
Often misattributed as “hello and goodbye”, its real multifaceted meaning is of love, compassion respect and harmony; it is more than a salutation. The following entries on this blog are my attempt to express these feelings to this amazing sport. This is more than just a goodbye.
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