red violins
In my days of walkin' the earth, i've only come across a few pure breed sprinters. The pure breeds have musculature that snaps and whips around the legs too fast and too powerful for us normalites.
In my experience, the pure breeds have that extra gear, that ability to explode and overload their bodies in a supremely concentrated burst of the ungodly. It's beautiful to see and horrible to race against. But there are still ways to win against such beasts ... there always are.
And so ... you say you aren't one of the pure breeds? You have no sprint?
Well ~ just because you aren't born with it, doesn't mean you can't get fast ... damn fast. You just have to train it.
Speed is a learned ability. It is learning how to make your body work with your bike as seamlessly as possible. It is poetry and art and precision and practice.
lots and lots of practice.
Breathing, shifting, rolling the bike underneath you in effortless glide ... these things must be attempted over and over again. The repetition produces familiarity, familiarity produces awareness, awareness is the first step towards improvement.
Be aware.
and be patient.
and practice.
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Are you trying to say that you've got a sprint now? Great... the one chink in your armor mended?
Or perhaps you are just such a Machaivelian that this is pure propaganda and you just want us to believe that you've found it...
Sprinting rocks, btw, esp. with a well orchastrated leadout (get it, violins and orchestra?). But the next best thing is the tension that occurs when the third wheel around the final corner peeks under his shoulder and sees the sprinter there on his wheel. Priceless.
me?
propaganda?
that implies psychological manipulation ... and you know i would never do anything like that to my competitors, shawnydog.
As for the sprint ~ i'll never have one of those.
... but i sure do get fast, don't i.
you bastard ... started one up and didn't tell me?
instant Book of Cool imprint.
Dude, you are ALWAYS racing. Always. Live it, eat it, sleep it, always.
As for the naturals, tho, I'm sure I've not met as many as you, but the ones I have.... well for this guy who considers himself a fair sprinter (due in no small part to practicing, as you suggest), to get my doors absolutely blown off, THAT is humbling.
how many things are we lucky enough to be gifted with a natural ability in?
in cycling or other parts of life
the rest we have to learn and practice
I found out many moons ago that (the Diety of your choice here) put me on this earth to throw darts at a dart board. It's the one thing that I've found that I can do extemely well, and I have no interest. Some cracker once told me I was good enough to go to the state tournament. Hysterical. A state tournament. It's funny how we pursue the things that bring us the greatest challenges and the things that come naturally do not hold our interest. I am working on my sprint and appreciate the motivational words.
Help me with some OV sprinterval workouts. I need to get fast.
oh no
now we are doomed to another 10000 word post on sprintervals
haven't you been reading this blog for a while?
read the archives--lots of lessons
mwaaahhahaha ... i see another post on the horizon!
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