Apr 062008
 

That’s not exactly how I felt returning from this mornings club ride to Dana Point, but now that I’ve had a chance to recover, and had a good nap, I can say that.

The best part about cycling is you don’t have to be as strong as the next guy to be competitive. You just have to know how to ride smart. You have to know who the strong riders are, and pick the biggest rider of the lot (wide and tall is best to protect you from the inevitable wind) to ride behind.

When you do that, you can attain speeds you couldn’t normally attain on your own, and can ride distances you’re not normally accustomed to.

Of course there are some riders who are so strong [and typically a lot younger] , no matter what you do, you can’t keep up, but just pushing yourself to your limit trying to keep up, can only be beneficial. Remember that old saying,

what doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger

You just have to watch out for the “what doesn’t kill you” part. :wink:

The second best thing (ok, maybe it’s actually the best thing), I’m still convinced it’s the effort I put in to training that has kept my MCL at bay for over 6 years now, plus the fact I haven’t cut my hair in over 5 years.

Everyone should take up cycling. It really is a great sport, and it’s far less jarring on the body than running.

 Posted by at 2:57 pm
Apr 032008
 

I’m sure everyone has been asked this question sometime in their life, if a tree falls in the forest, and nobody’s around to see it fall, does it make a sound?

My usual response to that question is, if nobody’s around to see it fall, how do you even know the tree actually fell?

I know this philosophical question is of little value to most of us, considering everything else going on in the world, but I bring it up today, because this morning, I over slept, for the first time in a long while, and was about 40 minutes late getting to work.

But when I arrived at work, I discovered no one was in the office yet. The plant was working, but they don’t usually pay attention to the comings and goings of those in the front office.

Now I didn’t tell anybody [up until now that is], that I was late, so my question is, since no one was around to see me arrive late, was I really late?