While summer is here
and the days are still long
My thoughts turn to CX
as I attempt this blog song.
Yesterday did dawn
the first of CX training
While my body did object
At least it was not raining.
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| If only this was me.... |
The straight parts of the course
always make me quite happy
But to see those damn barriers
Makes my brain a bit flappy.
Last year during my races
I simply would forget
To dismount and remount
So the barriers I had met
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| Not me either, but I studied his technique. |
Before every race
My secret weapon did plea
Just remount that darn bike
That is your victory's key
My problem is one
of mindset set you know
The poetic CX ballet
with me does not flow.
Of grand jetes, no problem
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| Also not me...although once a ballerina |
Criteriums too
It is the getting off the bike
That makes me cry boo-hoo.
When a course has a run-up
Or some barriers near a tree
I must chant..."I am CX!"
albeit Reluctantly.
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| Ok...this is me. |
So as this CX season starts
and I think of muddy hills
I know to be successful
there will be many drills
And bruises and bleeding
and crashes galore
The mud and the beer
Makes me simply want more
So on Tacchino and Schooley Mill
and those race numbers to pin
the 2013 MABRA Super 8 Series
I simply must win!
