A reason to stop

When I first started riding, it was all about the miles. I was new to the bike, a young strapping 44 and finally found a sport I was good at. I could climb any hill, cycle all day long, and seemed never to get tired. I was the wind.

Fast forward 11 years. NOT so strapping, sure as hell ain’t 44, but I can still climb anything you throw at me. I don’t go as far, but for good reason.

I am now the Oregon coast cyclist, I stop for amazing views, whales spouting and, as you can see here, to watch a bald eagle soar. I keep track of the miles, but now I ride for the experience, for the memories, for the life around me.

I am still good at what I do, and will keep doing it till the legs wear out. The bike is and always will be a time machine, making me feel younger and stronger than I truly am.

In my heart I truly hope that sometimes the eagle stops to watch me as I conquer a vicious headwind or make it over a steep climb. Maybe, just maybe, he smiles at me, as I do him when he soars.

The eagle and I are kindred spirits. Riding the winds, seeing the world and living the life. It is good to be free!

Work to live

Forgive any typos. I am doing this from the hip and using the iPad.

The workday started today before the sun came up. It was a Monday and I hit the floor running, it went non-stop, and with very few breaks, I looked at the clock and realized it was 10 minutes till quitting time.

There was more to do, but I was done.

I ran a few errands but then it was time for beach walk. Work pays the bills, provides health care, and keeps a roof over your head. But it is NOT life. The walk on the beach tonight is a reminder of what life really is!

Seriously??? 1000 Posts???

So, sometime in the last week, I had a message flash at me from WordPress, the engine that runs our Mountainstroh blog. It was short and sweet, but made me do a bit of a double take.

This is your 1000th post!

OK, I had no idea I was approaching 1000, nor would I have ever guessed I would ever have 1000 posts. And it made me think about what all went into these….

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A Poem: The Road is Calling

The sun rises over the mountains high.
Rains have moved on, there is blue in the sky.
The air is warming the breeze is light.
But the end of the workday is a distant sight.
The weekend is near, and that makes me happy.
Sadly though, the forecast is crappy.
Eight hours from now the sun will still be shining.
But I am already looking outside, for a ride I am pining.
On a day like this I just want out of this place.
I want the wind at my back and the sun on my face.
Screw this! Lets get this work done!
Cuz dammit I am saddling up the bike just after 1!
Tomorrow morning I’ll smile when the rain will be falling
Because today, the bike and I will answer the road’s calling!

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OK I know… NOT the best poem! But then who knew Mountainstroh could rhyme at all! Like the wind folks!

Today I was the support crew

Anyone who has been here from the beginning knows that I do big rides every year.  These are always century rides or more and I end up training for them all year.  Michelle is my support crew.  She makes sure I have healthy snacks, helps make sure I train, travels with me to the far away rides and does the drop off and/or pick up at the beginning/end as needed.

My rides are MUCH easier and more successful with her help.  Today, I got to return the favor for once (I still owe her lots!)… Continue reading “Today I was the support crew”

Talking to yourself

As I sitting here this evening, back door open, rain coming down and cool breeze coming into the house I am thinking that I might have a shot at getting some sleep tonight since it aint so stinkin hot.   When the house is quiet like this (kids are at their mom’s, Michelle is out like a light) you never know where your head may wander or what thoughts pop into your head.

Tonight for some reason, I thought about the talks I have with myself while on the bike… Continue reading “Talking to yourself”