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Life In The Gutter: Hello Off-Season!

It’s Hangover Season. Well, it is if you’re a sort of guy like me. You see, I try to live as hard as I train. I realize that making the US Postal squad for next year is really not going to happen, in fact, making the rank of Cat 3 next year might even be a little out of touch, what with having a demanding job that keeps me on the road a lot and such.

But for now, with the last races under my belt, it’s full on “blow off steam” time. Time to knock the house down, shake this season’s leaves off my limbs and look forward to starting spinning again sometime in December. Let the distractions manifest themselves in the form of wine, women and song. And a lot of sleep. And junk food. And partying until all hours of the night. I do believe there was an ancient Chinese philosophy of Yin and Yang, the white and black, the order and the chaos. And at this time of year, it’s to pucker up and give chaos a big old kiss. As I write this very entry, the demons of the Arthur Guinness Brewing Company have set up an orchestra of sorts between my ears to play me selected numbers from last night, all the while driving a bulldozer around my cranium. I couldn’t make sense of a lifestyle that forced me to behave at all times, like the robot in Lost In Space, “Does not compute”. I don’t get it. I’m raising my hand in the back of the uber serious cyclist class and asking to be sent back to remedial cycling. Don’t drink don’t smoke, speak for yourself.

I need the balance to continue. I’d be fubar’d if I had to mind my calories and pay attention to my workout regimen every single day of the year. The square will become round, with enough pounding, and back to square again, when people start thinking about old St. Nick. For now, of few months of some serious misbehavior is on tap. Being a cyclist comes second to being human. At 32, I am in it to stay fit and to satiate my need to compete, and competing on the bike is something I can do until 70, unlike my other loves of football and soccer. For a few weeks I will not have the spectre of guilt rising over me as I order up a tira misu, or drink an extra beer or four. Nope. Party on, Dave. Have a good time.

I know the bug will resurface in a month’s time, and I will button down and do the right thing. But as for the shoulder wars (devil on one, angel on the other) the Devil has my ear and I am listening……..

About Dave:
DOB: 6/5/71
Residence: Just outside Chicago, Illinois, USA
Category: USCF Road 4
Teams: Project 5 and Evil Cycling
Why I Love Cycling: “Nothing on the planet can hurt me more than my bike.”
Fave Cycling Moment: “Anytime I sit down and trance in front of ‘A Sunday In Hell'”.
Favorite rides: “Any criterium, anyplace, anytime, and of course, Ragbrai.”

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