I realize on Wednesday I mentioned I wouldn’t be here today, but that’s kinda what happens when you never know what day it is.
I really gotta get myself one of them paper calendars like the kind I often see in office supply stores when I go in to buy glitter.
They seem way easier to manage.
Not being one to let my own inability to know what day it is stand in the way of progress (inasmuch as blogging can be considered progress), I stand before you with swollen knees, desired forgiveness in my eyes and another day’s worth of random fodder in my pockets.
Right out of the gate I’d like to take a moment to discuss mortality, or more specifically, mine. For the last two years I’ve been on a roller coaster of emotion wondering what does it all mean, and what if any sort of impact will I leave behind. How important is it to be aware of one’s own legacy, or do we all as individuals just try to do the best we can and hope not to leave the world worse off than before we arrived upon it?
I suppose it’s entirely possible for a person to do something or say something that effects someone else in such a way that they then traipse off and do an amazing thing that will in some way or another be significant.
And then I think about what’s happening in Syria, or most especially Japan, and for the first time in my life realize the very realistic potential for complete environmental apocalypse.
Like I noted, it’s a tangle of fairly heady stuff and I regularly find myself swirling just above a rabbit hole from which escape is difficult.
Which in all honesty, is probably a good rule of thumb for everybody.
In other news, it was through Velo Rambling Gary that I found this video of cyclocrossing superstar Sven Nys doing what cyclocrossing superstar Sven Nys does best;
Eight pedal strokes and he’s gone, which I can totally relate to, except for me, eight pedal strokes puts me exactly twenty feet behind where I started.
His ability to accelerate is truly the stuff of legend.
And while we’re on the topic of legendary things, Andy made the contact with a heads up regarding the regularly broached subject of art that doesn’t suck, with a sampling of some by Tony Matelli:
As has been noted here previously, I’ve never been a fan of photorealistic painting (with the exception of the unparalleled Raphaella Spence);
-but hyperrealistic sculptures are, as the kids say, the shiz.
Moving along- At some point KBS got in touch with what he’s been up to recently;
Lastly in industry news that’s so hot out of the oven it’s practically still raw, Adam the kind human from KindHuman sent me an email regarding the newest addition to their stable;
I thought you would be muy interesado to learn that the first of our handmade offerings have landed.
As you know, we love our tech-driven composite offerings, but steel holds a special place in our hearts and under our saddles. While stiffness and lightweight are the golden calves of bike reviews, steel offers a ride quality that transcends modern perceptions of quality. Steel evokes a realness, a sense of spirit, of soul that is inherent only to this material. We love it, #ItIsReal.
I’ve attached some images of our Springbok cyclocross-
and Rhebok 29er frames;
Along with our Klassic road frame, all steel models are handmade to order in the United States using only Reynolds 853 air-hardened tubing. We also utilize fancy, machined headsets (straight 1-1/8″ and 1-1/2″).
The Klassic is available with an ENVE carbon fork while the Springbok utilizes the venerable Easton EC90X. All models are available in our house geometry and colors but custom sizing and options are available like an optional steel fork, white brass head badge, disc tabs and so on. Pretty much, if you can dream it, we can build it.
The starting price for our Klassic and Springbok is $1950, while our Rhebok frame starts at $1800. Lead times are as soon as 5 weeks from order placement, depending on the season. As with all KindHuman products, every purchase directly supports our mission to support people on their cycling journey, through our cycling scholarships and Leadership Initiative.
I can’t wait to put the Springbok through it’s paces this cross season and I have my eyes and hopefully my legs set on the Hell Hole Gravel Road Stage Race that takes place here in South Carolina. I couldn’t think of a better suited bike.
So there you have it. One more place you’ll want to throw your assuredly waining fundages.
Like I said previously, this is it for me until Wednesday the 11th.