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The Machine

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This thought or feeling came to me as I rode my bike across country( SF, Ca to Yorktown, Va) with no experience and just pure athletic ability and determination for 60 days. In the long miles on the bike, came a lot of time to self reflect and in those moments I began to explore the idea about “my body”. Everyday I punched the clock and my body responded. Mornings would start out achy and I would say to myself, just get through this first hour and then the machine will take over. Minute by minute my body would begin to wake up and I knew come that hour mark it would be the machine’s ride. 

Fuel the body and it will respond like a machine. As the days ticked by I began to feel like I could do anything if I stayed in shape and let the machine come alive. Maybe that’s why I am here. I am looking for something that connects me to this earth and let’s me share my machine. Constant grind, constant moment. Of course there will be low days, hours, minutes, seconds but it’s time and I have found the perfect platform for the machine, the Tahoe 200. 

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