With a teaspoon of snow the medicine goes down.
I won’t lie…most cases my medicine is beer. It has cured the common cold. Mended wounds from tarmac and earth. Even soothed the pain of a broken heart. Luckily these ailments are not the problem today. The problem is a bit of the winter doldrums. I probably tortured my self by watching my favorite mountain bike movie. Even more salt in the wounds…the TV was right next to the window that showcased the falling snow. I guess it is a sort of therapy for me to watch these amazing flicks. It puts a bug in my ear. allows my mind to day dream and give me hope for what is to come.
I believe that motivation comes in many forms. From the amazing people that ride their bikes year round to music to videos and even working on a bike lights a fire under my ass. It all motivates me to ride. It makes me want to smell the dirt and leaves being kicked up by my tires. The smell of the air just before it rains and the feeling in my bones just before I take a plunge into the depth the forest. It invigorates me to no end.
Many other things in life motivate me. My Goddaughter and my family. They motivate me to be a better, more whole person. My friends motivate me to be more loyal and proud of who I am. My bike motivates me to push. Push everything that is me. From how I carry myself to who I am associated with. My bikes rule my life. Every were I go in my life there is something that is bike related. Even if it is not directly related I make sure there is an underlying message or glimpse of the cycling life. These things keep me focused and on track.
Snow brings a not so new element into my life. I have always ridden my mountain bikes through the winter. I never thought I would have so much fun on a skinny tired bike sluggin’ through the snow as if I had a 58/11, but damn it is a new side of this life for me. I get a new enjoyment out of it. Even though my home is dirt I feel as though snow is a more advanced difficulty. Much like video games have. When I ride snow I feel I am in “Legendary” mode. Blazing guns so quickly that you have to play in a slow motion state. You have to be on point and ready for the unexpected. You can’t see whats coming so be ready for the hidden log or rock or small alien creature with a weapon. Be ready for ice, for solid ground, and the occasional Scareb. It sneaks up on you like a jack in the box. You know its coming but damn…no matter how many times you have it pop, you still get surprised.
Okay, I went off onto a tangent. A lot of babble spuing from my brain today. I have been couped up drinking beer and enjoying some “roughage”. All this babble is why I started this blog. I want to give you a peek into a persons life. You may know many people like me. You will never know it but WE all have a similar take on things. We all want the same for ourselves. We want to be motivated and feel useful. If a bicycle is your thing then go ride it…snowing or not. If cars are your thing then be responsible and help the earth by carpooling and being a better driver and drive the f**** out of it. If horses are your thing then…pick up the poop.
Go out tonight or tomorrow night and drink some good liquid with friends and family. Talk about things you love and stop thinking about the freaking snow. Love life, love bikes, love beer, New England!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
