April in Dallas

I think I’ve decided April in Dallas is my favorite month here. The weather is so good most days I stop and comment on it. There is a pretty bad storm once a week or so but other than that April is pretty rad. I’ve spent more time on my road bike than a mountain bike out of convenience. It’s easier to fit close road rides in with my work schedule and there have been a few days where the trails were wet. The amazing crew at DORBA do an astonishly good job at keeping the trails open and repaired. I’d guess they attend to the trails daily after rain.

 

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Winter Palo Duro With Randy

I met Randy in Palo Duro canyon outside of Amarillo Texas last weekend for a day of riding the canyon. I’m happy to get dinner and a drink or pedal around with one of my favorite people whenever possible.

We rode most of the “Baby Grand” loop and I was reminded how nice Palo Duro is. It’s not huge but you can spend twenty five of more miles pedaling a mix of rocky climbs and some flowy cross country. My critiques of the trail include sparse signage, abrupt turns after fast or twisty bits, and the downs not matching the statue of the climbs.

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2018

The thought was, trying to understand what cycling looked like at this part of my life. Change. After moving away from the foundation of my love for cycling. After the crit crash what did my desire to race look like? Trying to find my balance of being a husband to my partner, dad to the most amazing thing in my life, prove myself in my new job, and find what I wanted out of cycling.

I thought I would turn the camera off & let the blog be. I thought I’d attend a road ride a week and maybe hit the single track on the weekends. The road riding I did in 2017 in Dallas was a mixture of really enjoying some of the group rides but others had left a bad taste in my mouth because of an end over end bike crash at 30 miles an hour. The riders in Dallas are many, lots of smiles, lots of room for me to find my place among them. But with many, comes a few knuckleheads. A stark difference from the 20 or so team mates I rode regularly with in Bloomington. A comfort of knowing my best interest were in mind of everyone pedaling. Another thing I am still trying to balance is in Bloomington Illinois I could be on singletrack in 15 minutes from home where as in Dallas my favorite trail called Northshore is 45 minutes to an hour each way for me. That makes tight for time afternoons and weekends all that much harder to make work.

I then decided to write the words All Cycles End. I didn’t want to fake it. I didn’t want to put on a face that nothing had changed.

The rest of the year was “normal”. Finding our pace in a new metro city. I dug into work and my skills as a software developer. I over worked. I have a bad habit of overdoing. While the rest of life was pretty good I wasn’t happy with my cycling. I made a few road and mountain bike rides, but a lot less than I intended too. Missing mountain bike trips with my amazing friends because of my unhappiness with cycling and my fitness was the hardest part of it.

As I look back on 2018, I’m not happy with the changes I made in my cycling. I want to try and find my way back to a balance that adds happiness to my life. Words are the easy part. Time will tell.

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All Cycles End

I’ve been thinking about it for a while and today I’m posting the last blog post.

Riding has changed for me. Shouldn’t be a surprise as life changes for us all. I still enjoy cycling. This isn’t an I’m done riding story. I still plan to ride once or twice a week on the road and a mountain bike ride on the weekends when I can. It’s hard to fit it all in a lot of the time and when there’s a fork in the road, I’m choosing smiles with my family. I also recognize there’s not enough content to do the blog justice anymore. When I lived in Illinois there were not mountains but there were amazing people who helped make not only the blog what it was but also helped make me who I am.

I’ve had more smiles than my fair share with cycling. I’ve met the best people, you know who you are. I’ve seen amazing places and accomplished some cool things. I hope none of that changes. I’ll still try to smile more than I should, love the great people I’ve met, and continue to join in on trips for amazing cycling adventures. The only change is no blog.

Thanks for reading.

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