Beginning Anew Again...

This special little place on the internet, after nearly a year of neglect, is now my journal, ride log, picture place, and general digital voice in the world. Oh yay. Although this site is largely for me and my egocentric needs, I trust that many can benefit from it's contents. After all, we do love our monologic tendencies.


And so the proverbial champagne bottle shatters on the proverbial hull of my proverbial ship that is Break Face, a place of expression and all of that other stuff the internet has to give.

Thanks for reading and please, do come back soon.

~The Dish [dishes, fisher, stin, stein, justin, ect...]

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Motivation Inspiration: Notes on Team

Here is a posting from my team's blog. It is something that i needed to share with my teammates, but i feel that it speaks to anyone.

FROM THEFIXEDGEARS.BLOGSPOT.COM, ONE OF TEAM CYCLISME'S WEB SPACES

When i got my track bike stolen, way back in June, i was devastated. My family, including my grandparents, uncles, ants, and cousins, all pitched in and helped me with a replacement fund. When i found out about this network of support that manifested itself without my knowing, by people who didn't even know how much that bike meant to me or what it had allowed me to do with my life, i was more than humbled. Not knowing how to thank them enough i wrote a long letter, telling a story of a rainy february day. A day of introduction. To a coach, a friend, new riders, and a sport. A sport called cycling.

From that day i have seen my life change in so many ways. I have learned so much, met so many people that i now know as best friends and role models. I have also had the chance to return these gifts by helping our kids grow, win races, and discover things they might not have known they could do. This has been an amazing season.



I've been frustrated too. When Jake left the team i was dissapointed. When i lost my track bike i was furious. when i flatted at Swan Island, what could ahve been a solid triumph was cut short. I was angry. When Serna quit, leaving his teamates, friends, and those who he had taught so much, i was confused and a little astonished. When i broke my arm i was at a loss. I wanted to give up. But at each and every moment where i was discouraged, i though of my teamates, my accomplishments, the times that i quit and the times i came back. I think of the capabilities we have as a team, as an organization, and the ways in which we can empower ourselves, help others, and blow away the field next year with an unforgiving punch of surprise, speed, and teamwork. Oh, and lets not forget benevolence, good form, simplicity and team.

Lets make this winter count. Lets get dirty and have fun with Cross, lets train our selves in body and mind, lets eat to win. We are capable of a lot and we can have anything we want if we afford ourselves the opportunity. Our succes relies on a few simple things. Trust, communication, teamwork and friendship will give us what we want and what we need.

~Dishes

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