Pain, Mother Nature and 'Cross

I always wondered about those massacists, i mean really, how can you enjoy pain like that? Granted, they do some pretty strange shit (i've seen guys lift things with nipple rings although, i've heard they can lift things with the member betwix thy legs). Weird eh? Then it dawned on me how my brothers and sisters of the two wheel passion suffer as well. I know we aren't lifting heavy nic nacs with our privates but having to bury yourself and abuse your body for 45 min or worse, a whole hour. Sometimes your so far into the pain closet reality becomes warped. Colors, sights and sounds all merge into one. We train to avoid this but for some there is no avoiding the beast.

This weekend it dawned on me that I have lightened myself up to the point where mother nature now controls my travels. Completely apparent on saturday in connecticut where the wind was a howlin' and i was a blowin' in the freaking breeze. Case in point: a few times i had some unhappy new englanders yelling at me to hold a line during the race. "What the F do you want me to do man?? I'm going where the wind is fucking putting me!! Back off bro!" I have decided that it will be wise for me not to leave the safety of the indoors when the wind is over 15 mph. Dorthy and her dog Toto were not in Kansas anymore cause of some tornado or something and this Toto sure as hell does not need a free ride to Kansas right now. Enough of that. Sunday was good to me. I jumped in the local "A" race again and finished 3rd! Super stoked for the result since the whole race six of us were together until one at a time they dislodged along the way. Three left at the end and I was out powered at the sprint for second. All in all a good day i suppose.