corey@nsmb.com
10-03-2003, 11:35 AM
Friday is upon us. I am sitting at work grinding my way through what will likely be a long day. As I plug away, I think about the weekend and what I plan to ride.
Week by week, we go to work and put in our time. Emails begin Monday, chuckling about the previous weekends rides, who crashed, who got rocked by mechanicals, and of course the usual trash talk.. By Tuesday the themes switch to what is slated for the weekend, and if anyone is riding in the evening.
This always sparks a new round of trash talk and laughs as one by one the guys (and girls) in the bike crew either commit, or begin the excuses about kids, wives and bikes in the shop. Good fun.
By Friday, the ride is hammered out. Be at the base at 9:00am, we'll see you there.
What the hell am I talking about?
I don't know really. I guess I just got thinking about how much I love riding bikes and hanging out with the guys in the crew. The rituals we have always leave something to look forward to. The chime of "new mail" from Outlook never fails to bring a hectic day and all its stress, worries and deadlines to a complete stop: time for a laugh, to poke fun at one of the guys, and to get ready for the next ride. Then, back to it.
The basics of co-ordinating rides and the people you get to meet never fail to bring excitement and a smile, and something to look forward to each week. Time on the hill away from everything, and a 100% focus on the ride and the friends, and all the gear talk and laughs are something little else compares to.
Its kinda wierd. I am sure a lot of you can relate to this kind of thing with ease. Of course you do, cause you ride too. It ammuses me when you see friends on a Saturday night (who don't ride) and talk about whats new and what you did today. Explaining how you were up at 8 and on the bike at 9 in the pouring rain for a good ride makes no sense at all....by noon that day you likely got to see more trees, forest and trail than they have likely seen in years, maybe ever. The things we get to enjoy and the feeling of challenging yourself, scaring yourself, and conquering your demons as you roll through the forest brings us something that few even know exists.
Really, I am just babbling...Its 10:32 right now and all I can think about is riding. Tomorrow at this time I will be in the saddle, smiling, and loving every minute of it. Today, I gotta keep pluggin waiting until 5 to go home and work on the bike to get ready for tomorrow. Can't wait.
Happy trails,
Corey
:)
Week by week, we go to work and put in our time. Emails begin Monday, chuckling about the previous weekends rides, who crashed, who got rocked by mechanicals, and of course the usual trash talk.. By Tuesday the themes switch to what is slated for the weekend, and if anyone is riding in the evening.
This always sparks a new round of trash talk and laughs as one by one the guys (and girls) in the bike crew either commit, or begin the excuses about kids, wives and bikes in the shop. Good fun.
By Friday, the ride is hammered out. Be at the base at 9:00am, we'll see you there.
What the hell am I talking about?
I don't know really. I guess I just got thinking about how much I love riding bikes and hanging out with the guys in the crew. The rituals we have always leave something to look forward to. The chime of "new mail" from Outlook never fails to bring a hectic day and all its stress, worries and deadlines to a complete stop: time for a laugh, to poke fun at one of the guys, and to get ready for the next ride. Then, back to it.
The basics of co-ordinating rides and the people you get to meet never fail to bring excitement and a smile, and something to look forward to each week. Time on the hill away from everything, and a 100% focus on the ride and the friends, and all the gear talk and laughs are something little else compares to.
Its kinda wierd. I am sure a lot of you can relate to this kind of thing with ease. Of course you do, cause you ride too. It ammuses me when you see friends on a Saturday night (who don't ride) and talk about whats new and what you did today. Explaining how you were up at 8 and on the bike at 9 in the pouring rain for a good ride makes no sense at all....by noon that day you likely got to see more trees, forest and trail than they have likely seen in years, maybe ever. The things we get to enjoy and the feeling of challenging yourself, scaring yourself, and conquering your demons as you roll through the forest brings us something that few even know exists.
Really, I am just babbling...Its 10:32 right now and all I can think about is riding. Tomorrow at this time I will be in the saddle, smiling, and loving every minute of it. Today, I gotta keep pluggin waiting until 5 to go home and work on the bike to get ready for tomorrow. Can't wait.
Happy trails,
Corey
:)