Tuesday, December 22, 2015
The birth of You are a Champion
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
The Bahamas
As travelers we travel to some of the poorest countries in the world to seek their beautiful beaches, resorts and things we lack in America and other places in the world. It is so intriguing how this world is set up, each part of it has been set up a certain way and offer us different treasuries. I love all the different cultures, accents, foods, and walks of life. If we continue to appreciate and accept one another more we can make this place amazing as I said many times before. While heading from the resort on my shuttle I began to speak with a man and his wife from North Carolina, which happen to be where my connecting flight was to bring me home. He noticed my scar from my crash a few weeks ago, he later asked what happened. I explained and then we kept talking about the sport and with him being from NC he said you guys sport sound like Nascar but on bikes. North Carolina is the home for Nascar if you did not know. I said it is very similar we have teammates and a lot of tactics are involved as we race on a closed course. I told him I believe Nationals will be in NC next year, he said he will try to come out. As we are walking to our seats guess what happens next.....are seats are right next to each other. Life is ainteresting journey, all of it. We sometime have our minds shut off to things around us unless it is something we are really interested in. I really try to live my life outside of the bubble that I am often in. I have friends who think I am only consumed with cycling, I laugh inside because it is so untrue. Cycling is fun, beautiful, and have introduced me to some really great people but it is not what moves me completely as some think. This period and part of my life is just that. It is where I am at the moment, 12 years ago cycling was not that or nowhere to be found in my life. I was pushed in this direction for some reason so I am embracing it, loving it, and trying to get the most out of it before I decide I have had enough of racing. While on the beach in the Bahamas I was thinking to myself I think I want to race another 2 to 3 years, this was just a thought but one hopefully I can make a reality. I am certain there is another adventure that is waiting on me and I hope it grabs me liking cycling has and takes me to a greater level. In this life we all should be striving and aiming to go higher and higher before our beautiful journey is up. Thanks for taking the time to read this blog I have put together while flying home. Keep reaching for your goals and desires, all that you desire is truly within your reach! GB
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Playing for something Bigger than us
I recall racing at the 805 crit series a few weeks ago up north 3hrs away from my home. As I was racing on the last day of the series I saw a young black girl she had to be maybe 10-12 years of age we made eye contact it was a moment I remember very clearly. Lap after lap she was looking at me, and the only thing I was thinking was I need to do well, she was probably thinking I have never seen anyone of color race a bike. It is something I do not think about a ton when I ride or race that I am a black man participating in a sport very few black people line up in. However when I am at an event and I see someone of color that I do not know and they see me it is one of the weirdest things. Not in a bad way weird, but in a cool way. We naturally connect or make eye contact. For example I race Ladera Ranch GP every year down south in Orange County, Ca. It is one of my most favorite races on the calendar, the course is very cool and the sun is always out and the people are nice. There is this one older Black man he has to be in his late 60's or more. He lives on the course I do not know his name but each year I race this race I see him and we talk for a few minutes either before or after I race. He always ask "how have you been, how is your season going, you looking fit again". If you sat around us talking you would think we were family or have known each other for some time. We do not know each other besides me seeing him at the race over the years. We just naturally connect because he is a man of color like myself but the real reason why we connected was because I am in a place where very few men of color show up. The next question is probably how do we get more people of color in the sport of cycling, tennis, golf? I am not completely sure but I know these sports are not cheap and the cost is a huge factor, hopefully with time we will see more people of color more involved in these sports that few people of color line up in. Have a great day and continue being the Champion you were born to be. GB
Monday, May 25, 2015
Road to Recovery
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Walking the fine Line
Being a Christian and playing sports is an interesting journey but a very beautiful one. Many Christian find it tough to wear their faith on their sleeve and allow others around them who are not Christian see who they are and what they stand for while walking the fine line. Some may question why it is a fine line, it is fairly simple. Most who do not practice or attempt to wear their religion on their sleeve have a little less to lose as far as expectations. If you never promote or let the world know what your beliefs are when it comes to religion many cannot judge you from that area in your life. I will be the first to profess that I have many flaws just like some of my other Christian friends. I have sinned, cussed, said unkind things to and about people and the list goes on and on for my shortcomings. Yet I strive daily to improve on my failures, I make an honest effort to treat everyone with kindness, and respect. I believe we all should aim for this, in my book this is a fairly easy one if you have love inside you. Typically we produce what is flowing within us. It takes a large amount of energy to treat someone nasty, say untrue and unkind things about them, and hold a grudge towards them. Think about how much effort that takes. Why waste this type of energy when it can be used towards love, kindness and respect. It feels better to love, smile, and treat people nice. If you do not believe me try it for a few days, not just with people you like but with the people you dislike as well. You can do it, I have done it many times before and felt so much better after and during the process.
Once while competing I was attacked regarding my religion by a competitor. The individual told me “if you are a real man of God you will do this or that”. It caught me off guard and shocked me that I was being attacked regarding my beliefs and what I stand for. I played it cool and continued being calm and collected my thoughts during the heated discussion and never cracked although I was being pushed and challenged. As a fierce competitor I pride myself on being respectful and not crossing that fine line which can easily be crossed. As Christians we have to be the light and the salt of the earth according to the bible. In my opinon this simply means doing things the right way and setting the tone for how things should be done. Being this at all times is extremely tough while competing because nasty things are said and done in competition it is not the place for the weak or soft. I once was told by a very talented competitior last year "do you want to crash, ok that's better". It was one of the weirdest things, because I would never use that as a tatic. It came across as threat. I can't even understand that thought process but when you have a bunch of talented and very hungry men going after the same prize this raise the intensity to a whole other level and nasty things are said and unseen by those not in the event. This is the beauty of competition, and walking the fine line when challenged.
How do I say centered in such an intense environment? One of my keys to remaining strong during these intense moments is my ability to stay calm, I also carry my faith with me at all times. Each time I am in battle I know God is with me, and I know my prayers and my Mother prayers do not go unanswered. My mom do not tell me she praying for me consistently but I know she is because of the things I have encountered not just in competition but while out on a leisure ride, riding into work, and training along the coast and in the hills of the Santa Monica Mountains