it is what it is.

it has been quite the winter and spring for riding. i've out in more miles so far than i have in the past several years... time and weather being the reasons. it is definitively american to make a go of it and reach for that piece of the pie that everyone's talking about these days... but, there's something to be said for being able to enjoy the pie once you've gotten your hands on it. i certainly wasn't able to. i run in to old customers who say, "oh, i'm so sorry to see the shoppe's closed"... "i'm not", i'll inevitably reply. i made an honest effort to pursue a passion and it didn't pan out. day in and day out, bikes. i smelled of grease and tires at all times..."eau de pneu". the irony, of course, being that i never had the time to ride my own bike. i became intensely jealous and resentful of the people around me could ride all the time, let alone ride at all. but those days have passed. i put my time in and i've been rewarded with fantastic weather. i've taken advantage of it as much as anyone and i've been making up for lost time.