Blue

Lately training isn't really that. Riding can't always be training but training is always riding. The affect of hours in the saddle quiets the head, I'm one of those guys the one with headphones on while he rides. Not too loud the wind and cars are way louder than what I'm listening to. I have pedals that connect directly to my head. If they are turning it's all a little better a little slice of quiet that the cars, the wind and the ipod aren't offering. The inner monologue is really not too assuring, definitely defeatist and totally lacking in anything resembling certainty. I wouldn't want it any other way, if it was I would likely end up on the couch with a beer watching team sports instead of taking care of the rest.

Seen

Tuesday

I left work in a hail, graupel rainstorm, 1/2 way thru the ride was sunny only to get near home and have more snow or some other shit. The highlight was the 10 cars behind a black sedan being driven by a woman who either had a breakdown mentally or physically. The car was bucking at the stop sign as I rode thru and the oh-so-patient and sympathetic people behind her were laying on their horns. It brought a smile to my face. I love people!

Days

Alchemy

Found