And Kevin kept riding…

kevn_kept_ridingGo figure; 22 year old guy who would love to meet a woman his age who shares his love of cycling (with zero success so far), and, after climbing up through Huddart Park on his way up Kings Thursday morning, comes across this group of women from Stanford.

And doesn’t even slow down.

OK, so he’s riding with Marcus and he’s on his brand-new bike and wants to see how fast he can go, but… no thought to letting anyone know this is a regular ride for us, what time the ride starts, maybe some might want to join us sometime? Even if just for the run across the top of Skyline?

It’s not as if I can help out, letting them know about our ride, without looking like some creepy almost-60 guy (especially so with my heavy breathing!). What can you do. I mean, yes, cycling is awesome, the most-reliable thing in your life, something that you have a great amount of control over. It’s about as un-like a personal relationship as you can get. Why wouldn’t I want him to just put everything into cycling, and forget about this girl stuff? I recall, a very very long time ago, become rather attached to the Simon & Garfunkle song “I Am A Rock”, their version of Bob Dylan’s “Positively 4th Street.” Songs that have special meaning to you when you have, or think you have, broken up with someone. Why should I want him to go through that?

Hmm. When I think how much my cycling meant to be back in the day, rides done “with passion” because I was trying to forget, or just force myself strongly into a different reality… I’m not sure how I would have pulled through without my bike, my cycling. Wow. I started this out about Kevin, and turned it into something about me. Well what the heck, it is *my* almost-daily diary after all! –Mike–

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Yes, rode Tuesday; Kevin’s first day on his new bike!

JR on the left, Kevin on his new bike on the right, entering the forest at the top of West Old LaHonda. His new bike is very, very cool.

No great pictures of Kevin climbing up Kings on Tuesday, on his new Trek Emonda, because of course he was riding way up ahead of me! Actually that’s not entirely true. The photo above isn’t too bad.

Just a few of us; Kevin (pilot), Kevin (young guy with new bike), JR, Marcus and me. Younger Kevin’s been riding his Trek Boone ‘Cross bike since late June, after the motorist had knocked him off the road and trashed his Trek Madone. The Boone’s a pretty darned nice bike, but with its beefier frame and disc brakes, you’re talking maybe 5 pounds heavier than the ultra-light Emonda he showed up with. As a result, even though he hadn’t been riding for over a week (he and his sister had taken a trip to Disney World), he has ready to go.

At first, Kevin rode up off the front a bit, and then I got on his wheel. I held on up past the park entrance a bit before letting go, and shortly after that, Marcus came riding on past and rocketed up to him. At the park entrance, I circled around a bit and waited up for the other Kevin (pilot guy), who was hurting pretty badly after a crash a couple days prior. According to Kevin, he and Marcus made it to the top together, somewhere around 27 minutes. That would be a full minute faster than I can pull off right now. Sigh.

Overall, a super-nice ride because the pace was fairly moderate, the weather perfect for climbing, and, well, we do live in one of the greatest spots on the planet for riding a bike. And yes, if you drop 5 pounds weight off a bike, it does make a difference.

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