The Purity of Speed
The title comes from Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast and his description of the bicycle racers at the Velodrome d’Hiver, their “final plunge into the driving purity of speed.” They are words that have always stuck with me.
I am a lapsed writer. I studied Writing with Annie Dillard and Franklin Reeve at Wesleyan University. My thesis was a collection of short stories. In the past, I’ve written for VeloNews and various smaller publications. I stopped for a while but I am writing again.
I am an athlete.
I was an elite bicycle racer for a dozen years. I raced for Richard Sachs, Union Sportive de Créteil, Kissena, Breakaway Couriers. I’ve competed in international competitions around the world. I retired from full-time racing in 1997 but couldn’t leave the competitive side of the sport for very long. I am currently a category 1 racer.
I’ve diversified my sporting life since cycling. Now, I run. Usually not without some annoying injury. I coach nordic skiing for Eastern Mass Bill Koch youth league. I race masters for Cambridge Sports Union.
I am still searching for the best fitness of my life. I am finding the will and discipline to write about the things I know: the effort of training and competing when you’re over 40, with a full-time job and a full-time family.