for Randos - A weekly post that features pieces from other writers that
touch some facet of the Randonneuring experience, even if that was not
the author's intent. It's stuff that's best read out loud - slowly.}
This week it's:...
An excerpt from:
Life Liberty and the Pursuit of Suffering
by Paul Jurbala
Now I am riding on my own ribbon of granite. I pass a boy at roadside handing up cookies, and I snag one as I go by.
Ambieres, Lassay-les-Chateaux…the sun is getting low now. Through Le Ribay there is climbing but then in the direction of Loupfougeres the road flattens out again. It’s quite pleasant now, and I am alone with the coming dusk and my strange inability to look more than a few metres down the road. I imagine myself out on a club ride at home, explaining my day: “Well, I got up early and went out for an 85 k ride. And that was fine, so then I did another 55 k ride. So I had something to eat, then I went out for another 85 or so after lunch…and when I’m finished that one, I’ll, you know, have dinner or something, then I think I’ll go for another 85 k. That should do it for today I think.” Really makes it sound like something, four “normal” rides on one day; far more impressive, or crazy-sounding, than the simple statement “I did three hundred and ten kilometers on Thursday.” And three hundred and thirty on Wednesday, and four hundred and fifty back on Tuesday, and I’m capping it off with a short one hundred and forty- just a doddle really- on Friday…