It's a lament felt by many who fall in the purview of the bike industry. We don't bike as much as we'd like ... or admit. As I've said before, although we're a coffee roasting company we actually identify and relate to the bike industry. The busier life and work gets one of the first things to go are extended road trips and mountain bike adventures. Sure, there are local road rides, gravel rides, and quick laps around the nearby bike park, but it is easy to get neck deep in the grind.
Anything worthwhile takes work and usually a lot of it. We may show up at a sporting event ... whether basketball, football, mountain biking, and so on ... and we're enthralled with the skill and talent of these top-tiered athletes. But what we don't see is the grind. For some that grind towards greatness began on the playground or open fields in elementary school. While they may have started their journeys with some innate natural talent and ability it was and is their work ethic that carried them.
I love food. I am food-motivated. Who isn't? Often times I find myself out on a ride and in my mind I'm already planning where to stop afterwards to get a bite to eat. When I'm lost in thought thinking of burritos is usually when I clip my pedal on a rock and take a tumble. But that hasn't stopped me from daydreaming about post-ride food. Besides, there's nothing more rewarding after a day out on the trail than to stop out some local eatery and replenish those "lost calories."
Like many of you, I live with one foot in one place and another elsewhere. What I mean is this, I live in and love the city and yet at the same time I long for adventure in the wilderness. This is not simply about escapism. Quite the opposite. I love the city. I live in the heart of the city. Most days of the week find me with on my commuter bike or road (gravel) bike in the city, walking in the city, taking public transit in the city, or even, yes, riding my scooter in the city (not a pretty sight).
I've learned to mix up my routine (keep in mind I don't abandon a routine) throughout the year. Seasons seem to be the best times to do so. Summer and fall find me spending more time out on the trails while the wet winters and springs find me spending more time on my gravel bike and climbing hills. I find that unless I mix it up like this I'll get dreadfully bored with mountain biking. (GASP!)
There is seemingly an explosion of people either selling homes and moving into conversion vans or at least doing so for extended periods of times. The spontaneity and flexible it allows is unheralded. Many of us long and dream about such a day when we can go and do the same. To walk away from our 9-5 jobs and make our careers and livelihood sync up with life on the road. To drive from mountain bike hotspot to mountain bike hotspot waking up each morning, brewing up our coffee, and then hitting the trail that you're parked next to.