philisophical question to ponder...
09-16-09, 09:47 AM
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You could say that you heard that if you could ride 500,000 miles before you hit 70 that you would receive a million dollars from the TDF. 
Honestly, it is a dumb question. You ride fast because you like too and as long as you enjoy it, you will keep doing so. When you no longer can ride so fast you will still enjoy riding I suspect. There is enjoying speed and enjoying scenery and going slow to smell the roses. Both are good.
For nearly all my life, everything was a contest. Now, at 50, I really don't care. I have been moving so fast at times that I didn't even notice what was around me (speaking of life over all). Now, I would prefer to not think how much I got done or how many miles I road, but what I saw.
Case in point, about a year ago I was riding my Mountain Bike on a dirt road here crawling up a rather steep hill. When I finally looked around, to the right side of me on a fence was a howler monkey keeping pace with me, and every time he would come to a post, he would peek on one side and then the other. Probably wondering what strange creature was sucking up all the oxygen in the area. Though I don't remember how fast or how far I went on that ride, I sure remember the monkey!
There is a lot of satisfaction in sight seeing, especially when you aren't in a hurry.
Honestly, it is a dumb question. You ride fast because you like too and as long as you enjoy it, you will keep doing so. When you no longer can ride so fast you will still enjoy riding I suspect. There is enjoying speed and enjoying scenery and going slow to smell the roses. Both are good.
For nearly all my life, everything was a contest. Now, at 50, I really don't care. I have been moving so fast at times that I didn't even notice what was around me (speaking of life over all). Now, I would prefer to not think how much I got done or how many miles I road, but what I saw.
Case in point, about a year ago I was riding my Mountain Bike on a dirt road here crawling up a rather steep hill. When I finally looked around, to the right side of me on a fence was a howler monkey keeping pace with me, and every time he would come to a post, he would peek on one side and then the other. Probably wondering what strange creature was sucking up all the oxygen in the area.
Though I don't remember how fast or how far I went on that ride, I sure remember the monkey!There is a lot of satisfaction in sight seeing, especially when you aren't in a hurry.
