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11-07-02, 01:57 AM
With apologies to George Clooney
A Perfect Storm is one of my favourite movies and I especially like the speech GC makes to Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio at the start about why he loves what he does.
So, as a cyclist………….
“ You switch on your tail light and switch on your head light. Click into the pedals and, casting a wave to your wife at the window, you head off. Easy at first, low gears, feeling the blood pumping into your leg muscles.
At the bottom of the hill you settle back in the saddle for the climb, shouting a greeting to the newspaper boy on his rounds. Speed’s building now, and you’re warming up.
As you turn onto the open road you are alone in the dark, heading towards the rising sun.
Onto the big ‘ring, settling into a cadence, a glance at your computer shows you’re cruising now. You can feel the wind rushing through the vents in your helmet and past your ears.
Breath becoming steady, endorphins flowing, you could do this all day.
You’re a cyclist. That’s all that counts”
A Perfect Storm is one of my favourite movies and I especially like the speech GC makes to Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio at the start about why he loves what he does.
So, as a cyclist………….
“ You switch on your tail light and switch on your head light. Click into the pedals and, casting a wave to your wife at the window, you head off. Easy at first, low gears, feeling the blood pumping into your leg muscles.
At the bottom of the hill you settle back in the saddle for the climb, shouting a greeting to the newspaper boy on his rounds. Speed’s building now, and you’re warming up.
As you turn onto the open road you are alone in the dark, heading towards the rising sun.
Onto the big ‘ring, settling into a cadence, a glance at your computer shows you’re cruising now. You can feel the wind rushing through the vents in your helmet and past your ears.
Breath becoming steady, endorphins flowing, you could do this all day.
You’re a cyclist. That’s all that counts”