I want you competitive Boulderites to know that the good citizens of Providence, Rhode Island, are kicking your butts where spectating is concerned. At cyclocross nationals last December, they lined the finish area three deep, going nuts. They were creating their own fun while enhancing the racers', which is what the exalted mission of the spectator is all about.
My current home town makes boulder look bad... 'of course as they say (or i should say as she says) say about boulder - its a bad place for music or art cause everyone's always outside doing something... Here's the other question for those boulder dudes and dudettes... are the cyclists who race lining the course and cheering on the other races? Or are they off in their car on the way home before the day is done? Just curious. Not trying to be acusatory.... Most of the spectators at providence were racers and well when you have races going non-stop for three days (assuming the weather doesn't get so bad it cancel a race or two) and with cyclocross and the built in extra support (mechanics) and the national aspect (friends/family) ya can get a boat load of people, not to mention its damn exciting compared to a road/circuit race... just a random thought from afternoon perusing...
Yesterday I got an email that i feel a simple thank you may not communicate the same meaning. This individual said "Keep writing, your blog is one of the only one's that is still worth
reading," and if that isn't motivation enough to keep it up. Saying thank just seemed woefully inadequate. 'Cause those words touched me. Maybe it was my lower than normal caffine levels (Pez has a new bitty article about caffine... mmm coffee) yesterday, but today i'm amped and it still hits me in the emotional solar plexus. yeah yeah i'm soft, i've got feelings and SO WHAT. There's gotta be something to balance out my height, can't be all tough macho guy all the time. So maybe the next level of thankfulness is a public, you know who you are and i'm telling everyone how much that means to me. It might be silly. And i could probably work on a 1000 word essay just on the topic and the emotions and all that. but i won't, not that i don't want to, its just i don't have the time at the moment. So, i write on. I write on still writing what i want to, irrespective of external forces. And i am finding i really enjoy it.
And over at G'zilla this post hit me hard. Check out the Ride of Silence. There's a ride down in Cranston, and I am gonna check with the organizer to see about maybe doing a ride around the BLVD at that time... either in addition to or in conjunction with... With the recent losses, Brad, Bill... Kendra... and the others i haven't commented on... its tough- each one hits me hard.
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