“I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars.”
― Og Mandino
Had a late night last night. Long story short: drove to Cortez, staked us out a camp, took the kids to dinner, retreated to Monticello to sleep. Today drove back to Cortez, picked up packets, shopped the WallyWorld, set up the rest of camp, and waited until everyone else came.
When it got dark, I borrowed Robb’s lights and hit the race course route. It was so very cool- the air, the night sounds, the shadows, the flow of the trail, the little drops, the sweet skill set I’ve accumulated over the last couple of years coming to play.
And I had some interesting thoughts:
• I was forced to have good technique. You have to look forward, far far forward, to maintain your course. I struggle with that so much, both in the reality of mountain biking and in the metaphorical sense. I’ve been looking only as far ahead as I have to these days- instead of anticipating the future I’m only looking at today, and I don’t know that it’s a good thing. It’s good to be “present” and enjoying the moment you’re in, but I really need to realize that the future requires some planning and preparation. You can’t create a masterpiece if you don’t know the vision.
•You can find reflectors really easy at night. I found 4. Amazing how many people must have lost them…
• If you’re going to sing really loud, be prepared to be embarrassed when people hear you on the trail.
•When you’re really tired from a couple bad night’s of sleep, a busy tiresome day, probably shouldn’t do the entire 16 mile course. But oh well.
I’m sure there was more, but I can’t think of them right now. It was great fun.