Saturday, June 27, 2009


It's Saturday, and today we have the luxury of riding a little later than normal.

So, in this extra morning hour I would like to take a moment to thank the bees for keep'n the world buzz'n. You guys & gals are probably the most enlightened of us all.

Now to appreciate the rest of this hour, it's time to enjoy the slow cooked taste of steel cut oats instead of the weekday quick cooking variety. . . Perhaps time for one more mug of coffee too ;)

I like slow cook'n.

Rest well.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Plus A Picture

Rest well.


For a week in advance we heard, "I can hardly believe you guys are talking right now."

A glance exchanged, a lighthearted smirk because somehow this one's different.

Training continues, we load & unload, cyclically cycling, practice to practice, day to day throughout the week. Just as always, we're swimming, we're chatting, we're riding, we're running.

Loop after loop of Beacon Hill, a pair of coaching shoes, training mates, and a grasshopp'n hat keep the practice light.

Occasionally a question or concern from the grasshopp'n hat emerges. The shoes pick it up and kick into coaching mode.

Grasshopp'n hat now calmed, we're back to the run and training mates.

Good run. Good fun.

A thought on race'n, and a smirk exchanged as strategy's considered.

Most of all, I'm looking forward to racing, just for the race of it.

Race ready, the start line drifts South West, both of us thinking, "I'm going where you're going."

We're off, a few things happen, and before long we've been here before, somewhere North of the city.

Steady riding, steady pacing, the coaching shoes have a clear view of their grasshopp'n hat.

This is cool. Oops, Coaching shoes definitely saw the cadence drop up that hill.

A few more things happen and we're onto my favourite part of the day. It looked a little something like this:

After Bike T2 After T2
2 2:43:04 1 0:39 1 2:43:43
1 2:43:03 2 0:41 2 2:43:43

We've definitely been here before, in fact it was just 7 days ago, only this time the hat is racing the shoes.

Holding pace for 6 or so with the shoes, the grasshopp'n hat watches his mentor make the move. "Hang on hat! Hold onto those shoes as long as you can!"

Wow that was fun. Thanks dude man.

Rest well.

Monday, June 8, 2009


Finished and thought, "That was fun, let's do it again!"

It could be a race, ride, swim, run, song, dance, or day. Let's do it again!

We know that feeling, that feeling which happens only in the mirror.

It's that feeling looking back at us. It stares straight through our eyes, past the mind, and into our hearts.

We feel the feeling only on a pause, somewhere in between tic and toc.

We feel the feeling simultaneously, instantaneously, and immediately it reflects back and fourth, between us and our reflection.

This is fun. Let's do it again!

Rest well.