Each time you approach the rock face you pray for harmony between your self and the rock; you pray for peace in your limbs so you don't shake with adrenalin at the start or quake in frozen fear 40, 50 or 70 or more feet off the ground; you pray your hands are strong and your fingers have 'eyes' to find the smallest of rock lips to hold onto and lastly you pray for a good day, not to conquer the rock but to ascend to it's heights in communion.Cycling is that same anticipation, rush and finality with which I try to be in rhythm with my body, my bike and the road. Sound weird?

Therefore I say look down, drink in the beauty of this soul-bearing event one moment at a time and you will be the richer for it.
And if you are so fortunate to share this passion with others then 'mores the better'.
When you get to that place of ascension, look well at all you can see around you and savor the heights with those who have fought the good fight to continue"onward", good day or bad, it's all good. Look down and have your soul refreshed.
Always remember: if I pass you on the road stop at Peets, because your buying!
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