Saturday, November 20, 2010

Riding in the rain

This is a spot-on philosophy.

“I made the decision years ago to never let the weather dictate what I do with my life. I made the decision and, from then on, the decision was made and now I never need to question whether to go out or not, no matter if it’s too hot, too cold, too wet, too dry, it doesn’t matter, the answer is always yes, go out. Make the decision once and then forget about it. Easy.

You will never have to worry about the weather again. YOU decide when you ride, not the weather.

You will see things that most people will never see. And when you try to describe those things to your friends they won’t understand.

You will be out riding one day and it will be pissing down so hard that you can barely see the road and cars will be giving you a wide berth because they’ll be like, “what the fuck is this guy doing? He’s gonna get himself killed!” and you’ll have been soaked to the skin for literally hours and there’ll be no cyclists, no runners, no dog walkers, no recreational activity pursuing people of any kind and you’ll be alone with yourself and just existing as part of nature, as something completely normal and understandable and right and you’ll be cranking it with great effort up a decent sized hill and shielding your eyes from the driving rain when, around the corner coming down the hill, there’ll be a guy on a bike, and he’ll be grimacing and his eyes will be screwed up against the rain and he’ll be hunched down in an aero tuck and clawing onto the bars for dear life as he takes the corner as fast as he dares with the rain and wind lashing him sideways into the disbelieving tourist traffic.

And he’ll see you cranking up the hill and you’ll catch his eye as he flies past and, for a split second, his grimace will become a grin and, when you meet him… you’ll both win."

Love it.

1 comment:

  1. I wish I knew what you meant with this one, hopefully after june 2011 I might be able to relate. Great blog buddy. Adz