That Feeling.

For most of the last seven weeks my life has taken on rhythm. At this point its become so ingrained that I can almost keep time to it.  It’s been nice, but work would be nicer. Still its good to have time to get the thoughts out on paper.

Yesterday I stared a project I’ve talking about for the last three months. I’ve been thinking about for even longer. Something has always gotten in the way of me starting it. Could be because it seems a presumptuous project given the fact that my writing CV wouldn’t fill up one of those tiny florescent colored index cards. Still I have to work on silencing that part of me that needs to second guess everything and get to work.That’s what I’ve done and it feels good at start it. Even if its hard.

But that’s what I’m about isn’t it? That’s what the “Write, Ride, Explore, tagline is all about. Hemingyway said that writing is lonely work. Actually this is what he really said:

“Writing, at its best, is a lonely life. Organizations for writers palliate the writer’s loneliness, but I doubt if they improve his writing. He grows in public stature as he sheds his loneliness and often his work deteriorates. For he does his work alone and if he is a good enough writer he must face eternity, or the lack of it, each day.”
—  Ernest Hemingway

I’m thinking about this particular quote now, wondering if the reason its lonely work isn’t because your working alone, but if it’s because your with your living inside your head all day. Writing that makes them sound the same. But I think their different. Training is the same way. At leas the way I do it.

Don’t get me wrong. I love me some long solo rides. But after watching these guys ride some of this year’s Tour of California stages I’m wishing I had some friends to ride with. I’m missing the closeness I felt cruising downtown streets with Chops and the Butcher. The Butcher and I are friends because of that wonderful two wheel machine. That same machine saved my friendship with Chops. I love the riding here, but its not the same without those two.

I’ve felt this feeling I’m talking about since moving here, but in a different context. I got off my ass and submitted something. Of course it was about a bike. A bike and this feeling, not because I felt it on the ride that inspired it, though I did witness it. I think of it more as prayer, a gentle request for it to please come back. A request for me to get out of my head, and stop worrying and actually meet some people who don’t care what your race license says. Only that you ride a bike and maybe like to enjoy a beer afterwards.

You can accuse me of buying there shtick hook line and sinker and I wouldn’t disagree with you. I have a sentimental streak and can’t help it. This is what it looks like when friends ride together.

2011 Tour of California — Intro from RAPHA on Vimeo.


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