You have to be careful what you wish for. I remember going to Disneyland when I was about 12. This is something I had dreamed of as a younger child. The lines were long. The rides were short. And it was hot. Put another way, we tend to idealize, even fetishise, certain places, events and activities. When we finally get to that thing, the experience is seldom as we imagined.
I was thinking of this the other day, because the Paris Roubaix Challenge ran last week, and a couple of my friends were there. How many are too many cobbles? How cold is too cold? You find out in a hurry in the north of France.
If you were climbing Mont Ventoux on a blistering hot day, a dry breeze choking the moisture from your gaping mouth, and just as you came within sight of the Simpson Memorial a Big Mac wrapper blew by on the wind, would it feel magical?
There’s shattering ordinariness inherent even in iconic things, right? The Mona Lisa is small. You can no longer climb the Statue of Liberty’s torch. The chocolate fountain at Golden Corral sometimes gets mac n’ cheese in it, dropped from some kid’s overfull plate.
This week’s Group Ride asks, what iconic race, event or location would you most like to ride? What would you expect it to be like? Have you already ridden some of these dreams? Did it thrill? Or disappoint?