Post Script on 2010

Less than 10 hours remaining in 2010. Man....I'm getting old! About to celebrate my 62nd New Years Day. Where did the time go anyway? Seems like the older I get the more I hate to keep track of the time. But, I was blessed with another year to enjoy life as I like it with the Mrs, my kids, my grand kids, and my friends. Oh yes..and with my bicycles!

It's been 500 days today since my August 17, 2009 major heart attack. It still shocks me beyond belief that I was given such a reprieve on life. For all intent and purposes today should have marked the 500th day since my passing. It's a very sobering thought, which I do not take lightly. And, it gives me pause to consider what my priorities for 2011 and beyond must be.

New Year's resolutions have never been something I ever paid a mind to, let alone made with any seriousness. But, I take exception this year. So, I have pledged myself, at the almost tender age of 63 (BD in Feb 2011) to get myself in the best possible physical shape to meet some personal challenges I have set for myself in the coming years. I have an extensive bucket list. See my Nov 8, 2010 post.

To that end, I've been riding the road and mtb bikes as much as possible, getting plenty of rest, and eating right (some 44 days now on a strict Vegan diet). I've lost 18 pounds so far and have my resting heart rate back down in the mid-to-upper 40s like it was pre-heart attack. I feel so much better and seem to have more energy and motivation. All of these things are good for that ever present committee in my head.

Take my word for it, staying in shape at my age is really hard work. I wasn't blessed with good genetics either. Found out recently,through some extensive medical tests, that I have a genetically linked condition which prevents me from metabolizing blood sugar efficiently. The diet and special medication I'm taking should take care of it. At least that's the plan. The jury's out until the end of Feb 2011 when new lab tests will reveal if the plan is working. In any event, I've committed myself to a lifelong change from which there is no turning back.

Huge on my list of 2011 cycling objectives is more saddle time on the mountain bike and some Great Divide trail riding in and around Butte, Montana.  I'll be coming back to Montana for my third summer as a lean, mean, old guy, cycling machine. Now, if I could just grow more hair.

A Great Time Was Had By All

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2010 USA Cycling Bill Woodul Race Mechanic Clinic, Colorado Springs, CO

08 Dec 2010

Well, it’s been a couple of days since I returned from the US Olympic Training Center and the USA Cycling Bill Woodul Race Mechanics Clinic in Colorado Springs. During this time I’ve just given myself time to digest what I experienced and have let it soak into my consciousness. This is what I have concluded. 

What I didn’t experience was training in specific methods of bicycle mechanics and maintenance.

What I did experience was so much more valuable. The clinic’s core theme was consistently hammered home by each instructor in each and every class as an intimate, uncensored focus on the subtleties and complexities of human interaction in stressful situations, the critical value of team work, professionalism, self-initiative, cooperation, adaptability, resourcefulness under duress, resource management, organization, personal accountability, and the importance of clear, timely communication.

Interactions with Race Clinic instructors was in the true sense of the word a mentoring enterprise. No question was taboo, answers were candid, and shared experience was the benchmark of conversation. 

The talent pool of the 2010 Graduating Class was as varied in background as anyone could imagine. There was an ER doctor, an EMT, several engineers, bike shop owners, athletes, coaches, mechanics of every speciality, bike industry folks, community bike organizers, lots of college graduates, a professional cook, and a sports nutritionist.

But the one thing we all had in common was our love for the sport of cycling and all that revolves around on two wheels. To have been part of this experience was unbelievable and one I well never forget or fail to appreciate.

Here are some photos of the experience.

I came away from the experience with a USA Cycling Mechanics License for Road, Mountain, Track, and BMX Level 4 and a USAC Officials License for Road Regional C, Mountain Regional C, and Track Regional C.  Also had a Union Cycliste Internationale (UCI) Code issued.

You Can’t Teach an Old Dog New Tricks..or Can You?

01 Dec 2010 Attending the Bill Woodul Race Mechanic Clinic

Well, at least that’s how the ‘ol saying goes, doesn’t it! But, nothing could be further from the truth in my book. The committee in my head has never looked inward at itself and given into the notion that because the physical body is aging that the brain governing the whole thing isn’t forever locked in some sort of suspended animation. From behind my eyeballs I see the world as a young buck, full of promise, adventure, and revelling in the anticipation of what tomorrow brings to the table. For my entire life I’ve always pushed the envelop. Just ask my lovely bride of 41 years. She’ll tell you, as she anxiously counts the gray hair I have caused her, how intrepid I launch myself into to everything I do. There seems to be no end to my pushing the boundaries. But that’s how I roll, and she’s resigned herself to my often self-absorbed myopic view of the world and how I interact with it. I love her for that! She lets me be me. Can’t ask anything more---- really!

Now I find myself sitting on an airplane at 39,000 feet winging my way to Colorado Springs to attend the USA Cycling Bill Woodul Race Mechanic Clinic at the US Olympic Training Center. It's hollowed ground and I'm in shock I'll be walking those grounds soon.

Why am I doing this? It’s actually quite simple. As an intellectual and emotional enterprise I have always loved learning for learning’s sake. And, I’ll have to admit that I have a seriously addictive passion for all that is cycling. Cycling has been the eternal savior for that committee in my head over the years. And, in addition to the mental health benefits cycling has given me, I’ve had the good fortune to have had the physical edge to overcome two very serious health events that would have killed me under normal circumstances---twice over. God bless the top tube addiction, a strong heart, and clear lungs.

Another major driving force in my decision to attend this one-of-a-kind-nowhere-else-in-the-world-once-in-a-lifetime clinic, is my constant need reinvention of myself. There is no better adventure than those adventures that make you stretch yourself, bring you a deeper sense of what it means to be alive, and makes you feel forever young. There are NO options in death. I prefer to have as many options as I can beg, borrow, or steal!  So, I’ll keep pushing the envelop!

My motto of “Live Free..Ride Free” prevails as the rule of the day and can be seen as a mask on my down tube on my single speed.  I  “ Ride to Live...Live to Ride.” If you know me, have ridden with me.....you understand!

Had our first class tonight at the USA Cycling venue at the Olympic Training Center.  Had dinner in the OTC Dining Hall and class from 6-9PM. Here are some pics on the day.

Our airport shuttle

Inside the Athlete Center

Across from the Athlete Registration Desk