My experience doing my 400km overnight ride from Bangalore to Chitradurga and back. Note that Chitradurga is on a hill, and has a bunch of windmills.
Chitradurga ride
Posts tagged Cycling
Evening showers
My musings over the beautiful wet ride (cycling) yesterday evening from work. God after a busy day of playing dice sat on his couch with snacks on the tray and heavenly vice, shoulders lazily slouched. Fingers on lamp switch continuously twitch on off, on off. The light flickers, lightening streaks visible on earth. Snack stuck in throat a cough so guttural, gushing liquid visceral a big thunder clap a sudden cloudburst. God closes his eyes…
Ride to heaven
A friend of mine passed away in a cycling accident in the mountains with the family in the car behind witnessing this. A beautiful dawn unfolds in the hills Weather so cool soothing the head Sun very gentle warming the heart Air mildly misty caressing the body Just right for a morning ride Off I went clad in Lycra Up the inclines across the bends Rhythmic rotations Wispy exhales Gentle breeze Swaying tree Mind free…
Vibrant morning
A street seller is busy setting up cloth store on the pavement An old man sleeps peacefully on the bench under Gulmohar tree Young blood rev their bike to race when light turns green Sleeping dog opens eyes lazily when honks blare and fumes spew Young lovers hugging on the park bench unmindful of traffic School kids wait for school bus shoulder bent with heavy backpack Typical sights on the Indian road as I cycle…
[heavy breathing]
Inspired by the long flyover climb while cycling back home. Forceful pelvic thrust, Lungs nearly burst, A heavy moan, And a deep groan, The body wracked, The mind whacked, … … … heavy breathing … … … I pedal up the steep incline.
[to discover yourself]
Submitted to poetry contest that required this be written in 31 words. I love long distance cycling I love ultra running In these sports, it is not about winning. It is letting yourself go all the way to the precipice To discover yourself.
Bitcoin secret
My good friend MS, a cyclist and an entrepreneur in the software security business has been having a very interesting last few days. She has been finding coins on the roads near the famed hilltop “The Nandi Hills” (aka The Bull) in Bangalore where she rides some mornings. This poem is about this interesting phenomenon. Head and tails all over, Forces me to stop over Heads I win, Tails also I win. I cycle everyday…
Honeymoon in Paris
On the occasion of my road bike Merida Ride 500 reaching the 10000km mark. Got this guy in 2015 for my first international brevet PBP 2015(1200km brevet, Paris), until then all my brevets on was my trusty hybrid Trek 7100.
LEL Registration
My real life experience registering for the London-Edinburgh-London brevet last weekend. One of Britain’s greatest cycling challenges A ride from London to Edinburgh & back Covering 1400 kms in 116 hours Through Britain’s most beautiful scenery. It is been two years After the 1200km Paris Brest Paris The legs are now itching For another long one. Seats limited to a few hundred, Will I make it, I wondered? Everyone wants to apply But demand exceeds…
Singularity
Eight hundred kilometres of cycling non stop Feeling right on top Hamstring supple and energetic Fully (re)charged up, the pace frenetic The wheels a blur, the legs in clear unison Two while lines the highway, reflected of the swath Really a small puddle of light Bright enough not to befuddle The world all black except a little circle of light On a brilliant and silent night A sea of calm In a world of fright…