The above picture is the only picture I took at the Polar Rhino Ride, about 10 minutes before the event got underway. Taken from the back of the riding field as people where still assembling. The rest of the ride, to be honest, I was too petrified to take my hands off of the bars, except for a few sections of actual roadway the rest of the ride was on a snow covered ice rink kind of conditions. If you want to see more pics of the event you can look at the Kinetic Systems Facebook page. Now riding lik this most likely does not appeal to about 99% of people who ride a bike but I assure you if you get the chance take part in a ride like this, do it. There is comfort and a little bit of fun in mass frostbitten misery.
I couldn’t help but get lost in my own thoughts on this ride, the first ride of 2010…a new year. I gladly put 2009 behind me there were events and ramifications of those events in 2009 that will follow me well into 2010 and for the rest of my life for that matter. 2009 will forever be the year that my dad died, the year that changed me in ways I still am trying to come to grips with. 2009 will always be the year I took to the trenches and tried to pull my own health back from the disaster it was….and I almost succeeded. I say almost because in essence I failed…I let myself down…I failed to reach my goal. If you look at the top menu tabs of this site you will see the heading “The Goal(s)” goal one was lose 100 pounds in 2009….failed. I came close and you all know it and I am surprised no one called me out on it. I have accomplished some things more or less by accident, sure if you lose enough weight your cholesterol usually will come down and sure if you ride enough your cardio will be better than it was when you where a young thin soccer playing high school student. However, it does not change the fact that as far as goals go I am only batting 500. I reached one of the goals and came within 10 pounds of the other. I liken this to reaching the “Hillary Step” on Everest only to turn around and ascend back down to base camp…..its dietary blue balls and it sucks.
So what now you ask? I keep going; I keep grinding away through the snow for those last 10 pounds with the bitter taste of failure in my mouth.