There is no “I’m satisfied now, let’s stop”. Cyclocross does not permit such graces, but it provides a delicate sanctuary for learning process, and presence, and contentment. All of these things are gifts given to me by bikes, which I carry carefully into the rest of my life.
"At the beginning of the season, I remember this emotion I had the first night of Jingle Cross, way back in September. Erik had asked me what my feelings were before the race. I could soundly identify the sensation of excitement and anxiety, the fluttering heartbeats we all feel at the start of the race."