Its time

Coming up Bryn Mawr ave. the last bit of ride to my house  there was a pile or lp's.
went back in my car, and picked them up.  good stuff, late 60's early 70's collection,

Little Milton is spinning.  and James Cotton Blues band is on deck.
upbeat, a bit rough, looking good, perfumed,  the clicks pops, and dirty grooves.
There is no cold airconditioners out at CX corn.  It's hot.  It's too early.  I want, I need, I gotta race.
Its bumpy hard and dry.
I like it.
I do.
then Granogue.
Then the season starts, we really get it on.
I like it nasty.  Cold.
dirty,  spital spewing tough.
Charm City.
and Fair Hill.
sucker punch hung over
blazing starts, and head hanging pittyful days.
so bring it on, give me what you got.

Salute.
dlowe

cusp

 

 

 

new stuff, Its nice to have an idea, a way that I want to go and work at it.  Its been really nice to get out on the cx bike and go hard.   being busted up a bit wasn't so bad, missed some work, took it easy, finished a few books, and savor it a bit more, the opportunity to ride. 

 

 

dlowe

 



Grass Track Season

      Secret nice photo: Ben Anemone


Grass Track is the best way to get into that CX racing groove.   Short work efforts, finding the elusive moment when tread lets go and I hit the ground,.... going fast, flying, outta breath after such a short effort that felt like an hour.   I love grass track,  the small groups riding where they can, "un-offical",    ain't that what cross is supposed to be,....   go hard,  new faces, different skill levels, all out there,  getting ready.     Making up some vague rules, someone you want to beat next race, just need to pass, a new line to try.  We are proud misfits with no home.


a big thanks to those that make grass track happen all over the world, and to our little spot too!

Cheers! dlowe.

   

Pulp

Erica, the relator, showing me the space 1500 Federal St.

It was a nice size, but...  it had not much of a façade, it had a roll down security gate, and a plexi glass roughed in wall for a front.  No door.  No electricity, and no heat.  A toilet in the corner.
I still liked the space.     

I think, if I could get it by the week,  I could shoot there, during the day,  when I did not have work.


Got checked up by the Doctor yesterday,  all went well,  I asked her about getting back on the bike..
"what you can tolerate"
"Can I run?"
"what you feel you can tolerate, yes"  she said.
I thought about racing, Granogue,  Beacon, racing CX,...what I can tolerate?  I wanted to ask her.
but I think the answer she gave, she knew was the best.

Life and the decisions I have to make during it, it'd be easy just to dump them off on someone else,
I'd follow the rules, and all would be good.
but what it comes down to for me, is,  it is what I believe is right,....  or what I want to ignore...
I live the risk, if I cheat, or push too hard, and not stand up for what I think is right, that's, me,  that is what I am.

I want to look at myself good, strong like,....

                                            a good old dark pulp,  into the pile, of done reads.


best regards,  david.