I’ve been trying to lie to myself about summer. Trying to convince myself that it doesn’t exist and I should just get used to this winter landscape. But today in class I drifted off daydreaming and cracked, I miss summer. A little bit of nostalgia came along with the busting of my ice dam on my summer hopes. Suddenly I was back home in Davie sitting on my front porch late at night, my friends and I were goofing off in the woods behind my house, we were riding around with the windows down.
I’m ready for the warmth to return. I miss the heat. Of course I don’t like burning up but warm weather makes me feel more alive. Winter just seems so cold and dead. I want short sleeves and shorts, sun burn, cold sweet tea, and a green and vibrant landscape.
But, I’ll have to wait. We still have some more winter to go through. However it feels like we’re getting close to the tipping point to head into Spring. I’ve been hearing more birds recently and we’re having 50 degree days again here in Boone. The sun was also still out on my walk home after 6. My hopes are on the rise.
Had to write the article for our school’s club sports magazine today. I wrote it on my phone but I wish I had taken more time. Below is a slightly edited version.
I learned to ride a bike at a young age and have vague memories of my Dad pushing me along our driveway. My cousins live down the street and sometimes my Mom would let me ride to their house but only if she went along with me. Unfortunately it wouldn’t be long before I became bored with my new found skill. My first bike would inevitably become a rusty piece of junk. I would not rediscover the joy of cycling until my Freshman year here at Appalachian State University. I started out on the Rugby team where I made some friends who were into mountain biking. I bought a cheap bike and would ride around on campus with them. That Summer a bike shop opened in my hometown and that’s where I bought my first road bike. My Sophomore year I made the switch from rugby to cycling.
I’ll always consider joining the cycling team to be one of the best decisions I’ve made. What I found wasn’t just a team but a group of folks who are now some of my best friends. Over the past three years some of the best experiences I’ve had have been because of opportunities presented by the team. A drive across the country to Utah, a bike ride from Boone to Wilmington, and watching the cyclocross world championships in Louisville are just a few of those experiences. It’s experiences like these that are the reason I’m a part of the cycling team. Of course it’s also a great group to ride, race, and train with! Riding with friends is always more enjoyable especially on these cold Winter days. They really are a great group of people and an amazing support group. And that is why I am a member of the Appalachian State Cycling Team.