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Remember….

Remember….
“’It’s a bit of a cliché to say that we learn more from our mistakes than our successes” There is no such thing as success, failure, happiness, depression, good taste (accounts for euro-trance). Not that people don’t feel these things, but that they’re convenient labels we tack on...

Routine or adventure?

Routine or adventure?
We reconstruct our lives bit by bit, day by day, year by year.  Out lives take on a routine and then we bemoan that routine.  Predictability, is a double edged blade of comfort and boredom.  We long for it, we build it, and when we find it – we reject it. Change is not always growth, but growth...

Self Containment

Self Containment
Self Containment Solitude In recent years I have willingly embraced a lifestyle of solitude – self containment if you will. Feeding my convivial appetite for cycling in an attempt to concoct a stronger, more able athlete has certainly proved to be a challenge. My training wans, sinking as I become...

Letting Go III: Relationships

Letting Go III: Relationships
A recent 32 hour training week has found this opinionated cyclist scraped thin, like butter over toast.  All else other than my habitual training routine has been set aside.  And as a freelance writer my OC editorials are patiently sitting idle awaiting another edit before I post, when you write all...

Part 1: The movement of Flow

Part 1:  The movement of Flow
The Opinionated Cyclist is focused. The Opinionated Cyclist feels twitchy today,. He gazes neath the brim of his LAS hexial helmet upon the road ahead. The scenery is nothing short of spectacular; a surreal environment of majestic mountains densely choked with trees, rivers and accompanied with few...

Pain

Pain
Phase 3 of training has commenced here in Asheville, NC. And this canuck has been re-united once more with his friend and ally, enemy and tyrant. Akin to a long lasting friend that is always there for you or an enemy you swore to defeat yet never could. I speak of pain, suffering and anguish. A pain...

Fear me!

Fear me!
Quite recently I rode an intense weekly “race” here in Asheville. Rolling along at a brisk pace my entourage became frisky as decisive climbs approached.  Twitching nervously, gripping their handlebars tightly, shoulders tensed, deft reaches for water bottles and food I thought about what mental...

Night and day – Night

Night and day – Night
Night and day – Night Quite recently this opinionated cyclist was confronted with a query – night or day? A rather simple question asked capriciously caught me off guard, thus I failed to summon a response worthy of said opinionated cyclist. My ability to delineate an opinion was curtailed from...

Mind Over Matter – Adverse Weather

Mind Over Matter – Adverse Weather
I wake this morning to the sound of gentle rain, a thick fog chokes our abode in dewy mist, a supple breeze blows through rustling the leaves – the time is 6am.  My nose picks up a faint scent of fresh coffee as I rise from the bed in a sedative state.  Consuming coffee 1# for the day,  I find...

Il brew magnifico

Il brew magnifico
Current ride time : 4hrs50min Location: Mt. Mitchell summit 6800ft Coffee makes me happy The Sun beating down, bathed in salty sweat, my open jersey fluttering in the breeze, my legs rhythmically turning over the pedals.  Speeding along scenic Blue Ridge Parkway I approach the 6700ft summit of Mt.Mitchell....

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