Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.
2007 has been nothing short of a long strange trip. There has been a lot of great rides, and a lot of hard knocks. But I have enjoyed the summer, and all that came with it.
And now, as Fall descends on the Wasatch Front and the leaves start to turn and crumble, I turn to one last hurrah. A final solo endeavor to capstone the year of desert miles, high alpine climbs and endless switchback descents.
This Saturday I will race in the 12 Hours of Sundance, on some of my very favorite trails in Utah. The idea of a solo 12 in cool temps and shaded singletrack is very appealing. And to be honest, I don’t think I have the will power to resist another chance to push the envelope.
So here’s to one last blowout, one last sufferfest, and one last chance to end up with an IV stuck in my arm….
Three blue stars, set o’er the hill.
Call them back; you never will.
All these trials, soon be dead.
We all need something built to last.
–Built to Last