Steel and Carbon Fiber....

The summer is passing by, every day I experience can also be thought of as another day lost.

But I would much rather not look at it that way

Instead, I'd like to think of my daily as a series of productive moments where
I am able to learn things, see things, and understand things that I otherwise wouldn't have
had today never happened.

Hayley confronted me with an interesting question tonight.....

"Do you think there are really people out there like Dexter?
I didn't have an answer for her, unfortunately.
But I do have to say that I have always admired the world of Justified crime,
full of Robin Hood style vigilantes
People that commit crimes only for the greater good of the world.
(If you haven't watched Dexter, please give it a try, its f'n great!)

In other News......

I fell in love with a bicycle this morning..
This is a Pinarello pursuit Track Bike...and it is awesome.
Everything from the rear disk wheel to the curved stays and head tube blows my mind....super awesome.

Today Hayley found a wedding ring for me...
Its made of my two favorite materials ever!
(Hayley knows me way too well)

Carbon Fiber mixed with a little bit of Steel and we get......Its no coincidence that these are the two best materials for make bicycles! Hurray!
What can I say? My lady knows me way too well!

I never did intend for this to be a day to day account of my life, but that does seem to be the driving inspiration of this particular post.

I hope you don't mind.

A World All my Own...

Its been 7 days now that I have been off of the bicycle, and I must admit, I feel awful. I found myself down with some sort of ailment yesterday, and I can only assume that it be withdraws from my little two wheels. My new Frame should arrive today though!

But Until then, to satisfy my need for some sort of cathartic satisfaction with cycling, Ive decided to jot down some things here that I feel about cycling...

Do you remember when you were young, the first time that you rode without training wheels? I do. I was four and I wasn't doing well with the whole two wheels thing. After a whole day of struggle with my dad, I found a small hill that I rolled down. As I began to roll, I found my center of balance, and BAM! I was riding a big boy bike!

There were years in my pre-teen days that I raced BMX, which landed me with nothing but scars and bruises. But those races were some of the most invigorating experiences of my life!

It wasn't until I was in my post high school years, though, that I truly found the beauty of cycling. I must say, one has not experienced the sunset until they have ridden the high mesas of our beautiful state on a late summer afternoon.

You see your shadow, cast along the trees and bushes that line the side of our desert highways.
One has not experienced the grade of a hill until they hit a sign that says 8% and realize that their legs have begun to go numb.

During the Tour De Acoma, Id have to say that began to understand how men withstood 600 mile tours. At mile 60, just past the turnaround, I began to feel an unbearable fatigue that I wasn't sure that I could handle. I was sure that I didn't have 40 more miles in me. As I took long deep breathes I began to focus less on the hurt and more on what was around me. A cool breeze in my face and beautiful walls around me. The western plains and Plateaus were something that I realized then I had taken for granted.

In this experience with my surroundings, I found my body more at peace with itself, with its struggle. Rather than wishing the road would end, I wished that it would continue. Since that day, my first crossing and finish of a 100 mile ride, Every experience on a bicycle has been memorable. Whether it be a road ride, a cruise, or a fixed gear ride, its been amazing.

This is why I miss having my bike. I wake up in the morning looking forward to going to work, not because of work itself, but because of the time I spend with my bicycle getting there.

So to everyone that reads this, I hope you have something that frees you from your everyday. I hope that you have a World all your own.

PS: cyclists, stop hating in fixed gear riders. I don't care how long you've ridden or what you think they do to the cycling reputation, give it the fuck up.
I ride all kinds of bikes and believe me when I say, both the most intense and memorable rides have been on fixed gears. Don't be scared...challenge yourself.

Predictable but appropriate......

I know what you are thinking. I did steal my blog name from a movie...one that I love very much.This name was also given to me by a friend (Chris of christheblog) in a piece of refrigerator art, I then being dubbed "Jacob in real life...." forever. I feel as if I have to write some sort of mission statement to let everyone know my intentions of this.
UNFORTUNATELY....
I haven't a mission statement for you...so just do me a favor and check this out every now and then, and see if you find anything interesting :)

And as a first order of business i found it important to share this with the world... watch out for the little soccer guy at 3:15.....its horribly hilarious