I decided to buy a new road bike last summer after tagging along to a friend’s cycling camp and thinking that it looked supremely fun. Those stealth-bomber-esque matte black bike frames were really popular in 2014. Being counterculture, therefore, I wanted the opposite. I picked out a colorful new bike, which far exceeded my skill level, assuming I would ‘grow’ into it. Shipment was delayed, so I eventually gave up on waiting, cancelled, and ordered a new bike, which then had to be sent back for warranty replacement due to some minor frame damage.
Fast forward 6 months, and my new, new, new bike has finally arrived. All black. At this point, I didn’t care if it was leopard print, as long as it was rideable. I just kept thinking of how I needed a year to get ready for the cycling camp this July, but now it’s mid-February, and I’m onto Plan B…the accelerated become-a-cycling-expert-in-5-months plan. This should go well.
I think my bike purchase experience was metaphorical, in a way, for my training experience. I am at Point A (without bike…at my current skill level) and I am trying to get to Point B (with bike…at my peak performance). Usually I get to Point B, but it never looks quite like I imagined, and the path to getting there is far from a straight line, requiring flexibility and adaptation. So here I go again. Designing my training plan, and some custom graphics to go on my new black beauty.