“You know you have found love when you can’t find your way back.” ~Robert Brault
Love is Specialized.
Love is rocket red.
Love is Dura-Ace.
Love is carbon everything; frame, fork, wheel set, ev-er-y-thing.’
Love is wind tunnel tested aerodynamics.
Love is a new saddle that my tush hasn’t gotten accustomed to yet so it’s always sore when I ride.
Love is so pretty that you don’t want to ever take your eyes off it.
Love whispers your name in your dreams and begs you to ride her.
Love is wanting to spend every waking moment riding the open road together.
Love is riding while watching the sunrise.
Love is riding into the sunset together.
Love is working in tandem to complete a goal.
Love makes you feel like you’re flying.
Love is freedom.
Love is adventure.
Love is fierce.
Love is peace.
Love is solitude.
Love is passion.
Love is cycling.
Love is life.
Love is a new bike.
I recently entered into a new relationship, not with a person but instead with my bike. We have an intense mutual understanding that cannot be found elsewhere. There is a give and take, but I cannot take more than I give. When my thoughts are at war with each other, my bike becomes my safe place. I get out on the open road and hash out just about anything with the hope and promise that peace will soon find me.
In November I decided that it was time to start bike shopping. I had an amount in mind that I was planning to spend but that got blown out of the water when I ‘fell in love at first ride.’ I toiled with the idea of spending the extra, considerable amount of money on the bike I fell in love with but I went back and forth with needing to be responsible and practical as well. I wanted so bad to close my eyes, throw shit to the wind, and dive in head first without thinking twice but I also had to act like a grown up…
Then in a stroke of odd luck, the stars aligned and for once the universe appeared to be on my side. By odd, I mean I was leaving the stability of the job that I had known for 6+ years but the change meant I would get some severance pay. Most would panic at this life change but I decided that panic had no place in my life and I would instead let life play itself out. I am a big believer in that ‘sometimes when good things fall apart, better things fall together’ (I probably killed that quote).
I made the decision to go forward and buy the bike I had fallen in love with, the beautiful fiery rocket red 2016 Specialized Venge Pro. I have not regretted this decision one bit since I brought her home.
We are still in the honeymoon phase, everything is bright and shiny and happy. I am working on learning her at the moment and trying to figure out exactly what she can do. She has a name, Princesa, which is perfect for her given her regal presence in her spot in the center of my house. She has already given me more than I could’ve hoped while helping me finish my most recent adventure, Ironman 70.3 Florida.
I am sure that we will have our differences and bad times, as most relationships do. But, I also know that with plenty of hard work and love, the relationship will grow and blossom into a thing of beauty. I look forward to countless more hours of being in her presence, to learning all her nuances, to many more adventures.
Life is an adventure and what is any adventure without true love to experience the adventure with?