Happiness

Y’know, I’ve been a national champion. I married and divorced a super model. I’ve owned fast, expensive cars and I’ve put three wonderful kids through college… Still, nothing brings me happiness like an adventure on my bicycle

-Davide Cassani
Former Italian Cycling champion

There is something very true, and yet very wrong with this aspect of the human mind.

The world of people should be more important! why is it that certain passions give us so much satisfaction?

The most true moments of peace I have felt in the past year has been on my mountain bike, by myself, on the incredible roller-coaster terrain of the Bonneville shoreline trail overlooking downtown Salt Lake.

There is peace & happiness to be had on the ice too. Especially when you have just figured out something new, feel really fit, or those rare days when EVERYTHING JUST WORKS!!

(any skater, no matter the level, can tell you of those rare, wonderful days)

It’s easy to let the world spin away, like snowfall on a car accelerating to the freeway. It’s easy to ignore the fact that my “ol’ comfy shoe” Viking blades are truly dead, and that my hip, knee and ankle on the right leg are all injured in 3 unique ways.

Michael Drews of the Wasatch speedskating club & I had a conversation after stepping off the ice, where he basically said “Don’t take this wrong, because I know how intense you are about this sport, but there is something fundamentally weird about the dedication & focus it takes to go fast.”

I agree with him, quite strongly, yet would not change this spot within me for anything, even supermodels & fast cars.

Apolo on Long Track

The US national short track team now trains at the Utah Olympic oval, and I have never bugged Apolo Ohno, or even turned my camera in his direction (well, once I briefly did, it’s in my “king of pain” video from the fall world cup qualifier).

I figure that Apolo has everyone & their brother wanting to say hello 24/7, so I leave him be; and simply watch that whole short track team train outrageously hard (really, they do very intense high volume “Korean training”! it hurts to watch their brutal dryland workouts.)

But with the world cup starting a week from today, the hockey rink has been dismantled so Dutch TV cameras have a clear field of view; & so the whole short track team was out skating the big ice!!

Apolo on the long track?!?!? Welcome to my world! and I will take pictures of that!!

He was obviously having an absolute blast too.

Here is Apolo & Kip Carpenter, chilling & chatting:

I asked Kip if he knew Apolo from his own years of short track, Kip said:

Know him? I used to drive him to high school in the morning! I trained with Apolo 96-97-98. We were just kids then. Now we are “old guys”, and it’s been several years since we really have seen each other. It was nice to catch up.

I did give Kip some good-natured crap about the “old guys” comment, but they were teenagers then, and there is a world of difference between that and your late 20’s

Here is Chad Hedrick leading a whole pack of short trackers at speed.

They looked more comfortable in the turns than the straights, but that is to be expected.

These are members of the women’s team, also having a great time. I think they had just stepped on the ice a few moments before I took this, and these very talented athletes are experiencing a giant “whoa!!”

Clear your imagination for a moment, and picture this as the last lap of a long track 1500m

of course Apolo, or any of the short track national team members, could probably skate very fast at any of the middle distances, but why would he do that? It’s a nice fantasy to think about though.

In addition to Apolo, the Dutch, Russian, Norwegian, Finnish, and other national teams were all on the ice preparing for the world cup. Here are two dutch skaters from the DSB pro team (translation for Americans, DSB=The New England Patriots), hips right on their push and making huge turn pressure.

This is Norwegian distance specialist Oystein Grodum, This is one BIG DUDE. He is at least 6’6”, people immediately notice his odd looking arm swing, as it barely moves from what you see here, just a little directly forward & back. But if you have problems with your arm swing pulling your hips out of line (I do), adopting elements of this actually works really well.

Ivan Skobrev leads a train of Russians past US national team skater Ron Macky. Members of the Dutch TVM pro team sit in the background and watch closely. (Translation for Americans, TVM=Indianapolis Colts)

I think this is TVM skater Jan Smeekens, saying, I’m going that way! And he was, quite quickly.

And this is my buddy Brian Boudreau, an American master chasing some crazy fast Norwegians; they are ripping out several 25 second laps in a row here… that is over half a mile at an average speed of 36mph! absolutely scary fast!

Brian has also recently caught the blogging bug, you can see his writing over at Flyin Brian, I sent him some images I took from today, and he has his own interesting take on this morning’s very busy session on the long track.

JFK evacuation!

(this is not about speedskating, but worth mentioning due to the world we live in)

Tuesday evening, about 6:45pm at the JFK airport in NYC. Someone “runs through” the airport security checkpoints, eludes the grasp of TSA personnel, and disappears into a very crowded terminal.

They lock all the doors & post guards, stop every flight, and no one can go in or out.

For 90 minutes grim looking armed teams of every description sweep through the terminal.

Then they decided to evacuate JFK! So several thousand people, including your humble narrator, get to stand outside for 3 hours, with a cluster of helicopters hovering over us.

It was a nice evening (maybe 50 degrees) and I had a thick leather jacket, so I was fine, just bored.

But I suddenly understood in that very brutal way, how truly vulnerable the very young, very old, and unhealthy are during large-scale social weirdness. There are several babies hidden under the coats of the people sitting here.

In the grand scale of things, this was an inconvenience, but I hope it’s not an omen towards continuing freaky screwed up world-wide karma. After my experience on the train, I am suspecting the population of hateful people might be reaching critical mass.

After 3 hours standing outside the terminal, they slowly let us back in. About 30% of the flights were cancelled outright.

As I walked to my plane, past locked stores, kiosks, and empty airport bars, I see a TV playing CNN towards the empty terminal. I wanted to see our little “incident” flash by in the news ticker on the bottom of the screen. There would have been some truths of our modern existence in that.

Although rumors were rampant among the crowd during the event, according the NY Newsday, here is what happened.

I didn’t get home till 4am, and I still feel like crap… bleh…