The Spark

I’m up at 6:00 A:M. It would be a good time to suit up and roll out, knock out 15-20 miles of trail before breakfast and all that, but I got no spark. No catalyst. No muse.

An exotic new love interest.
A friend demonstrating signs of cycling weakness.
A new bike.
New loathsome behavior in the White House.
Some new punk rock or hip hop.
A newly discovered line or trail.

Just something to get me psyched to ride.

If you need me I will be over at the Titus website.


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