We've done some amazing, slamming rides lately. Steep climbs that take forever, 50 MPH Descents that take minutes, but rob you of body heat, and further drain you with exhiliration.
We are a rag-tag bunch, from all walks of life, but somehow just "let go", and accept each other's rough edges. We are slowly getting better at the choreography of road cycling.
If you've never ridden drop-bar with other people, you might laugh and call that a bit cliche, but that makes you a non-cyclist, or maybe a loner, so I must dismiss you.
Who are you?
When you are riding down a mountain at 30 MPH, half frozen, talking over your left shoulder to someone you have just met at 7 AM, there is really a "dance" involved.
By "dance", I mean, you make sure your wheels don't collide and rub, which causes crashes, which then, of course, alter people's lives.
It's fairly easy to assess who grasps this, and who does not. Fortunately, the ones who do not don't hang around very long.
Thanks, you know who you are!
Peace out,
Rob
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