I think everyone is just trying to get to the end of this however they might, and in the way they best can, and it’s messy. I don’t expect grace, or consistency, or reason from anyone involved. And I no longer expect we ever will get to the end — except by leaving the task to legend and historians once we’re all long gone. First we got together to make our Minotaur; now we’re busy building our labyrinth.
My new column is up at Peloton Magazine. I wrote about the new found depth of US Cyclocross and revealed my man crush on Mike Garrigan.
Also my editor want’s to publish some questions from you guys. So ask away, make it good, and it could end up in the next weeks column.
Photo by Chris Pino
"want’s"? C’mon man!
The dream starts with me looking past the peak of the hill as I climb home, and feeling that in some small but important way something has changed because the blue of my bicycle is the exact color of the bottomless depth I am riding toward. This was never one of the ambitions of my life but now…
Seems perfectly fine to me, standing on its own.
Stand up paddle boarding isn’t all bad.
Good surfing is good surfing and recklessness and carelessness while surfing is bad surfing. In the final analysis, surfing is surfing.
Dan Martin on the Passo Valparola with a snow storm brewing in the distance. Via @jeredgruber
Can someone please tell us when this pic was taken?
Adulting: You can always feel it. You usually shouldn’t act on it.
Self-pity isn’t really a thought, it’s an emotion. And while life would be a lot simpler if we could just elect not to have a given feeling, emotions just sort of are. They are mental weather. Some are better; some are worse, but they’re all temporary and you’d usually do well to put on a scarf if it’s cold out.
But there’s a difference between feeling sad/bad/mad and feeling self-pity. Self-pity implies that you don’t deserve whatever is happening to you … which, of course, you probably don’t.
The things that make us really sad are not usually consequences of things we’ve done. The passage of time, desire for a life that is outside one’s ability to obtain, unrequited love — these things happen to all of us, and none of us “deserve” them. In this way, feeling self-pity about a given situation is not a lot more meaningful than feeling angry that you can’t breathe underwater. It would be so fucking great if we could! But we can’t.
Giro d’Italia 2013 - Final Km’s stage 4
(Sorry, that last attempt at embedding the vid went sideways on me.)
Uffff, what a heartbreaking finish! I met and rode with Di Luca in Miami last November, nice guy.
Your personality is not set in stone. You may think a morning coffee is the most enjoyable thing in the world, but it’s really just a habit. Thirty days without it, and you would be fine. You think you have a soul mate, but in fact you could have had any number of spouses. You would have evolved differently, but been just as happy.
You can change what you want about yourself at any time. You see yourself as someone who can’t write or play an instrument, who gives in to temptation or makes bad decisions, but that’s really not you. It’s not ingrained. It’s not your personality. You personality is something else, something deeper than just preferences, and these details on the surface, you can change anytime you like.
If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. Sometimes, it’s the only way.
Set fire to your old self. It’s not needed here. It’s too busy shopping, gossiping about others, and watching days go by and asking why you haven’t gotten as far as you’d like. This old self will die and be forgotten by all but family, and replaced by someone who makes a difference.
Your new self is not like that. Your new self is the Great Chicago Fire—overwhelming, overpowering, and destroying everything that isn’t necessary.
Julien Smith (via greaterthanexpected)
Quite true, except for the part about the coffee.
William Upski Wimsatt (via radicalginger)
It’s the literature and the algebra that equips you to figure out the other things.