the black boredom

November is here for real and people seems to disappear inside. The darkness is here and weather is something between snow and rain.

I feel slow and a bit bored and starting to think about things I didn’t do in the sunlight. Why didn’t I ride more long rides, why didn’t I ride gravel outside Borås, why did I take the short loop last day on Dalsland runt, why didn’t I go to Bergen, why didn’t I have an ice-cream date?

It’s easy to look back and regret. But it’s worth look back at what I did, or what you did. I’ve been riding my bike with great people in Sweden, Norway, France and Italy. I may not found the love of my life but I tried (maybe in the wrong way). I have spent time with my best friends, and regular friends. I have made new friends of different types. I have seen new beautiful places that I never will forget. I have seen that love is bigger then terrorists. I have got together with some good friends and had a social life outside cycling. I tried to keep friendships alive. I’ve got out of my comfort zone sometimes and pushed the limits.

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Learning is a part of life and I learnt that wasted energy and time on people without time isn’t worth it no matter how much you want to spend time with them.

Let’s discover new places with the best people.

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And I will not buy a black helmet again…

Nice, the beauty

Not blogged for a while, not been in Sweden for a while. But went to Nice in France and saw the headlines happened. We didn’t expect some maniac drive a truck over people on the Bastille day at the Riviera. It was very sad, and the place he drove over people was so long I almost started to cry when passing it 3 days after… We are all on this earth together.

Except a bad truckdriver, many dead people and thinking of what would have happened if we didn’t went home earlier. The trip was super. Nice is a magic place. It got the class of rich people, the atmosphere of France with many small and great restaurants and cafées, it got mountains high enough to be called mountains, and it got a blue ocean.

Pictures from the trip:

I also got to know a happy strong guy, Raphael who took some pictures:

And having lunch in Italy with my friends:

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My first time riding mountains and it takes some power climbing climbs in 24km for example, my legs got heavier and heavier and with a ”restday” (2h38min ride) I was able to ride with one of my best friends Henrik and the ”new” guy Raphael to magic places and having a great time sweating under the sun. Everything wouldn’t have been without Emil who ”arranged” the trip and got me to my favourite country. If I would be rich someday I would move to Nice.

Being me and being in Nice is extra fun as my favourite brand of cyclingclothes Café du Cycliste is from there and got a great shop and café at the Port. Did a Sundayride with people from there too, there are some strong climbers out there and the ride was hard but nice 😀 Ended the trip with an coffee and croissant at Café du Cycliste this morning:

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Will live long on this trip. And will never forget how good my Specialized S-Works Tarmac Disc is for descending, how good it worked out with 1×11 on the climbs and the importance of good tires when braking hard. 😀