What’s it gonna be?

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Racing is all about that one great ride.  That one time when everything just comes together perfect.  Sure, you’ve got the consistent riders, like Georgia Gould, making it all look easy, but I’m not that consistent.  I travel to races all year hoping for that perfect ride.  In anticipation for emancipation.  It’s irrational, of course, the amount of talk, plotting, broken parts, and burnt gas that racing demands would astound any who seeks to quantify.  Why not just ride for fun?  Fun?  It’s not about fun.  It’s about the thrill of the perfect ride that is only greater with the more that’s invested.  Riding the trails today, I felt alright, I couldn’t help but daydream about the summer races.  Which ones it gonna be?