You all know what that is, right?
On my quest to excel in the swim bike run game, I've put imitation to it's fullest use. You might even call me a copycat. I tend to stalk the faster runners on the track -- get behind them, mimic their turn over, the way they pump their arms and their general overall posture.
It's the same when I jump on a bike. I usually try and tuck myself in behind Jim because he is The Best. But you can spot the good riders in the group by the beautiful fluidity of their movement. Their arms are relaxed. Their hips are perfectly stable and unmoving. The grip on their hoods is soft. And their legs turn the cranks in nice, even circles. It's lovely.
I've found that imitation is the closest I will ever get to being one of those athletes that I stalk. Maybe it's helping me improve. Maybe it's not. Either way, I'm still havin fun.
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