Growing old disgracefully

  • Eh, what… (SITS ’10)

    Disparate collections of things that just don’t work together.

    Saying hello to sections of course that have sat waiting since this time last year, unloved, untended, old, tired. Washboards have their uses, this doesn’t. This is just worn. Your smiles as you pass are as fragile as the combination of dryness and warmth holding it all together. One snap of mother nature’s fingers and you’ll be calling it out as a disgrace.

    Why so much anger though? Is anger the right word? Isn’t everything just a balance – bit of planning, go with what you know success will surely follow?

    Many knew this and chose alternatives. Maybe I should have. But if you organise a race you earn more respect than you can imagine and I want to be there. Every event should be it’s heyday and everything you do is as much as you put into it, but why does this feel like it’s been left behind? Staid.

    I sit and cruise and get battered. I remember that root from 2006, the hole in front of it built by tyres in the wet. I sit and cruise and get battered. The course feels empty. The changeover area never bustles. I lead for a bit but never really notice, I’m barely there.

    I drop out and it starts to make more sense. The course becomes no more than a discussion, sat in the JMC/Ragley grotto we shoot the breeze. Make plans, promises, the future’s bright. The future’s packed!

    I watch the other soloists ride past over and over. I’ll race you next time. This isn’t for me anymore.

    No more. That’ll do for now.

    Almost diametrically opposed from my selfish funk and re-emergence staring off into the future, Amy rode away from everyone to win. No. Not to win, to pretty much transend into another race entirely. There was a gulf between her and veryone else.
    Mike Hall came, saw, raced, refused anything other than first and was willing to go out in a fireball if it didn’t work out. It didn’t. But to stand up and say “f-k you. All or nothing” after well over 20hrs of racing? Chapeau!


    10:05 am on August 9, 2010 | 5 Comments | # |


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  • Jase 5:06 pm on August 9, 2010 | #

    I thought that root/big hole bit was the best part. skim across the right hand side of it with the front wheel then let the back wheel plop into it. Yeah. Ace that bit. ahhh

  • trio 6:24 pm on August 9, 2010 | #

    How can I not know which part of the course you are talking about? It seems to have all been a blur to me!

  • Mikes mum 11:12 pm on August 9, 2010 | #

    This is Mike’s mum.. Obviously as his mother I am proud of him but having being invited to be his “pit bitch” I am now humbled by the strength, courage and determination he showed in this event . I too would like to echo the sentiment “Chapeau” and if there was ever a man of the race it has to be my son. Thank you once again for allowing me to be present to witness such a show of dignity and determination

  • Steve 8:32 pm on August 23, 2010 | #

    Hi matey

    blog is up and running (finally!)