Cycling, just like any other wheeled pastime, is really just another glorified means of rolling around. There is no greater cause for which to strive, no lives to save, only rolling. But the truth is, it's saved me. Finding that indescribable sense of freedom in these mountains, through rolling and suffering, and suffering and rolling. Freedom saves. It is analogous to life in that through suffering, we are saved. And we are saved, because we are free.
This is why I came to Utah. Soon, it will be time to move on.
|"...had the itch to fly, so I flew"|
Find somewhere new. Find that which saves you. And wear your helmet.