Twenty-four—breathing
through my nose—no chain—this is
how a peak once felt
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- I spent 20 years of my life working in the bicycle industry, turning wrenches and selling bikes for some of the industry's best shops. I have extensive experience designing and constructing frames in both steel and titanium and have performed thousands of bike fits. I am passionate about bicycles in all forms. The bicycle provides me with physical and mental health and taps me into a social pipeline that allows me to share my passion with others. I ride as often as possible and love the flow of a hard group ride. Check back for musings about all things road cycling and, especially, the Spring Classics. The devil is in the details and I am an expert in the useless minutia that makes up our discipline.
9 comments:
I am pretty sure it's not technically haiku if you don't mention cherry blossoms
Giles: brilliant!
Is that the old "Big Orange" (South Bay Cycles) racing kit? I briefly road with those guy here in Los Angeles.
It's not very often you see enjambment in a haiku. Nice.
haiku or not, that shit is nowhere near pro. are you kidding me?
please come home radio freddy. your people are waiting- and wanting more than the random video.
radio. radio. radio. radio....
OFf the subject here. I was wondering about Embrocation in the chest. I remember seeing old footage of Soigneurs rubbing something on riders chests before nasty weather rides.
Any clues???
Ari
from Chicago.
Ari,
Good to see you here. I can't speak to the nasty weather rides, but there are two examples which standout here on BKW. First is the Olbas applied to the chest of the Cannibal before the hour attempt in Mexico. The other is the first hand account from Hampsten and the heat used on the fateful day 20 years ago.
The Olbas works like Vicks, opening up the chest and the Cramers provides warmth.
- RF
Eddy, chest heaving already, embrocates only to keep his pace steady, then flys past the whirlwinds in Anquetil's eddy.
Thank you sir.
ari
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