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Live to Ride 500 Meters

Why do I train?

For the last 500 meters.

Not for riding with the group, not for drafting with the team, not for travelling through fast bending curves, but for that last 500 meters of a training ride, where we sprint.

That 500 meters take 40 seconds to cross but it is a lifetime. You remember pedalling into the right drafting position, catching up with the lead group as they are trying to breakaway before a sprint, you remember the texture of the road, the angle of the wind and everything around you.

Then you shift, the cogs switch into place as you put your foot down and then it happens.

The world ceases to exist. It is only you, the bike, the road and the shadows chasing after you. Time slows down, you can hear your heartbeat, feel the slightest bumps on the road, and feel the hint of chase. Your cadence reach 100RPM, the speedometer shows some figure that starts with a 5, but you have no time to look.

You feel someone coming from behind, and suddenly where you had no energy left, you have the power to push some more. With your heart in your mouth you sprint side by side and finally just as soon as it begun, it is over.

Somedays you come out ahead, somedays you don't. But there is always the next day and the next opportunity and the next time you ride.

Because the next time, there will once again be, the last 500 meters.

And that is why I ride.

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RUBEL _RAF said…
Really Inspiring (y)

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