teeth

sometime during the night in a groggy fog I decided not to race, to ride.  Thats a change, no urgency to race?

I slept very sound again, rare-ish for me. 

after a night cap toast from the fresh growler from Dock st.'s dinner

the sunlight blast in the front windows, natural and bold.

and it just might be the geared bike with a front fork, just enough change, the new speed, comfortablly fast, and wiss. has got some goodish lines, damp, most thing are settled down, or pushed aside, no surprises, just bombs away.

I visited a trail at wiss, no one rides much, an outta the way one, and pedaled about with the rides of the past's ghost.  Good ghost. 

I stopped and sat at the log, I knew my chain ring had taken some of it.  

cheers, david.

plume ribbon

     Tuesday, I just held on to the ribbon, I did some turns on the front, most of the time I fluttered.   today, I popped over and over again, alas not dropped, I'd catch my breath and go again.   I like that a break got away, and worked, and I think lapped the gruppo. 

Jason sitting on the gate after lunch, his time. 

today is just running on, up quiet early, I'm not tired now, and I think I'll crack the last of the beers that Brian Jordan made.

I like friends that are always friends, not based on how much you hang out but cause you get along.

Cheers Brian, your beer is quite tasty!

sleep deprived, a cool night, open skylights, no work tomorrow

au pair

when I hunkered down at the line, listening for the beep to signal ten seconds,  I start to apply a bit of pressure.  and at the beep, I racheted back the pedal one notch, and in my head I count down.  At 3 I ease up the brakes, and give the holder some forward tension.  at one I try not to go, but somehow I sneak off the line before zero. I don't time trial much,  its not a bike I'd pull out of the shed and say, "hmm, be fun to go do some suffern."   During the whole ride I analize, just about riding, my current state, my future state... nothing about blogging, or thoughts on life.  and I cross the line, snap out of it, coast, swallow,... and just soft pedal.  and until the results are up, I just enjoyed the ride. 

Then with a scan of the results, my mind goes back to all the thoughts and feelings I had on the bike.  There, I could of saved a second.  and on. 

then home and onto a ride, a long ride, just me and the bike, no music, computer, or campanion.

a really good ride.

Cheers, d.

Fresh

yesterday instead of riding the roads of Delaware I was working on the roads of Delaware.   Not a hot day, but a day hot enough to enjoy shade.   We had to bring our own.  More specificly, E-Zups.   To keep the simple sun from baking us dry and red.   

One of the things I notice when I ride is the coolness of riding under a canopy of tress.   The strech of road where you dodge into the shade, out of the sun.  The drop of the heat, the dampness, the leaves, speckled sunlight.   Follow down the drawf bluffs, and soon I am standing in a creek.   My bike laying abandonded on its side.  My core temp. drops.   Dabs at the feet and back into the shoes.  Back onto the bike.  Back into the sun. 

Allan Rodzinski's Photographer.  With some soul.

get on yrrr bike, do some riding, make big Al proud.

cheers, dlowe.

music.  Fang Island's Welcome Wagon