Tuesday, October 30

Deep Breath

Like all of us, I battle with things. Every freaking day, I battle with both things we can all see and touch and some things we can’t see and touch. I mention this as I have zero intention on delving into a diatribe around my “feelings,” but rather, I felt like making mention of the constant battle of cycling and the need to improve.

Now, let me start by saying there is absolutely nothing wrong with striving to improve. Maybe it’s just a part of us as Americans that we constantly feel the need to do everything progressively better and better, but what’s wrong with that? Nothing, I say, but one can definitely take it too far. What do I mean by that? I mean that I believe the desire for improvement may often overshadow the enjoyment that comes with particular endeavors—endeavors like cycling.

It’s important, REALLY important, to keep in mind how much enjoyment can be had from tossing a leg over a bike and pedaling through five, ten, fifteen, twenty, thirty, fifty, or even eighty miles (as insane as that may sound). It’s important—to me, at least, which is my usual disclaimer—to occasionally hop on the bike and just go for a ride without a pre-set agenda, without the heartrate monitor, and (god forbid), without the computer. I believe this is part of the reason why people own fixed-gear and/or single-speed bikes.

Now I’m not going out for a quick leisure ride tonight as tonight’s a night for improvement overall via intervals on the freaking trainer. Sounds like fun, doesn’t it? Jealous, aren’t you?

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