22 August 2012 - 23:01Momentum
It’s what those big wheels were always about.
But what happens when that big old wheel grinds to a halt? What if all the bumps and hollows in the trail have been so numerous and severe and relentless that the wheel eventually rolls to a stop? It takes a little effort before it can roll again.
I’ve always tried to keep this blog fairly light, upbeat and pertinent to all things 29er, so lately, I haven’t had much to talk about. That isn’t to say that there is nothing going on, in fact, my life is quite the buzzing center of excitement. Only it’s not the sort of thing you’d really want to read about.
I’ve been off the bike for a while. A rather long while. I’ve ridden my bike more in February than I have July and August combined. I’m in the ugly process of divorce. It takes a lot out of you. I’m also in the process of running a bike shop all by myself, a webstore, trying to be a good parent and maybe having a tiny bit of a social life. On top of all that, there were the house guests, and let us not forget SSUSA. I’m le tired.
Oh, and I forgot to mention, I am injured as well. Not so much injured as incapacitated. Long story short, I had a pretty severe allergic reaction to a prescription med that rendered me practically immobile and reduced me to a crying pile of shit. Not kidding – I had to switch cars with Mandy because I couldn’t drive stick, just so I could go to work and writhe in pain behind my desk. A whole ‘nuther round of drugs later, and I might actually be able to ride my bike on Friday. Friday is my birthday. I’ll be 41. This getting old shit is becoming scary.
So I’m really trying to pull it together here. The big wheel is gonna turn again. I’m in good spirits, and even though I have hoisted the FOR SALE sign up, I’m still very stoked about the future of B29. We’re going places, so…