HeyJaredThe Monday Mantra
A weekly note on the words that help us go all in - from a mountain biker turned road racer on a mission to push the edge and tell about it.
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Surf the wave. (opens the original)
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Mantra: Surf the wave. As we picked up speed on the descent, I looked ahead in the peloton and saw a flash of red wobble just ahead of me. Three riders swerving toward a space made for two. And I knew. I was about to crash.My body took over. A body that has learned how to crash by doing it many times before, though almost always on dirt and never quite like this. I’m sure I hit the brakes, though I don’t remember it. In a split second I was on the ground, listening to the distinctly horrifying s
That’s it! (opens the original)
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Mantra: That’s it! As a young athlete, critical feedback from coaches always felt more useful to me than positive encouragement. What did I do wrong? How could I be better? I believed that if I could just understand where I was coming up short, I could fix my mistakes and improve.But over the past few weeks, as I pushed through the final workouts of my preparation for the Road World Championships in Montreal, it was a different kind of coaching that helped me find more to give.With a few weeks a
A poc a poc. (opens the original)
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Mantra: a poc a poc. I wished desperately in that moment that I had worked just a bit harder in Spanish class growing up. I repeated myself, fumbling my way through a request to pay for long term parking in the underground garage in the heart of Girona. “Torna-m’ho a dir,” the man on the other side of the glass replied in Catalan, cocking his head to the side quizzically. Tell me again. A line was forming behind me and the panic rose in my chest as the negative little voice in my brain admonishe
Go again. (opens the original)
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Mantra: Go again. The attack was violent. As the peloton rounded a sharp bend and came onto the steep pitch in the road, Demi Vollering was on the front giving everything she had. For a moment, she had a gap. And then, the riders behind bridged back to her wheel. When she looked back, they were right there.“Another dig from Vollering,” the announcers shouted on the live stream, lamenting what looked like a valiant but unsuccessful attempt to create separation. The attack was covered. The yellow
The one who made the map had no map. (opens the original)
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Mantra: The one who made the map had no map.As we punched through a cobbled corner and onto the first little hill of the race, I glanced down instinctively at the numbers on my bike computer. Good, I thought, as a reasonable power number flashed across the screen. Safe.But when I looked down a few minutes later, I saw the same exact number. And then again. It was frozen. Thanks for reading The Monday Mantra! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work.
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