I See Fire (Kygo Remix) by Ed Sheeran

Some reading…

Billy Collins - Aimless Love
One of my favorite poets, and my first favorite. I had the opportunity hear Billy read from his latest collect, Aimless Love, last month. It was great to meet him… “So did your parents name you after Bob or Thomas,” he said after I told him the addressee of his autograph.

You’d think I’d have a canned response, but I’m not much of a planner. So I say, "It’s either neither or both, I’m not sure," 

"No, no, that’s right. You’re your own man."

New York Magazine - Global Design 2013
It’s not as much about the issue, as it is the magazine. I may not always have time to read the paper, even on Sundays, or get through a novel in less than 1-2 months, but I’ve never felt like I was getting through one of these. It’s just a solid, balanced magazine. 

The Big Book of Anorak
A book made by the best children’s magazine in the world, Anorak makes me wants to have children, and until then I’ll be enjoying it alone. 

Winning and losing

Success in the moment of achievement, the win, has all the characteristics of any good addiction. It hits you, making you feel like the most powerful person in the world, and the only person in the world, your world. All your work, time, and sacrifice is justified. You did it, and it feels great. But then it begins to fade. You don’t even notice it at first. But that feeling is barely there. It’s as if a balloon was inflated to create a plaster model. Over time the balloon has deflated inside the permanent plaster walls of what it was, creating empty space that never existed before the plaster was set. But the model remains unchanged, its emptiness going unnoticed as it longs to be filled again. When the rush of achievement is gone, your mind is busy—half way between remembering that feeling and planning the next one. 

I was born to believe happiness exists in achievement, i wonder how many times I’ll fail before I know that happiness exists as much there as in success. 

Failure strips away every artificial preoccupation. Losing brings into focus the world as it is, that is your environment, people, and your self. As the things you’ve invested in inevitably do not return on their investment, you’re forced to consider your resources, that is time, love, and attention. The greatest opportunity of failure lies in reconciling the two, the world as it is and your resources. There is no better proof of this than in your greatest of failures, death. 

I’ve been lucky enough to have enjoyed some success, but maybe more fortunate to have experienced a good deal of failure. And failure has taught me infinitely more than success ever has. 

I think the ironic finality of this logic is that success and failure are just personal perceptions of our manipulations, meaningless without the purpose we give them. And that when we stop trying to control the world for our gain, we can appreciate it and find contentment outside any of our goals. Not to say that we shouldn’t set goals, try to succeed, and contribute, but just that we should realize whether we get there or fail trying is not important.

Argentina vs. Ecuador at MetLife Stadium

jamesnord:

Deux North - Hunt 3

My whole life has been about stories. Bedtime stories turned to campfire stories, turned to morning after stories, turned to success stories. Dylan and I created Deux North to tell different kinds of stories. Ones about passion that becomes obsession and friendship that becomes love. 

I love this project, these people and these stories, won’t you follow along? 

This is perfect, so all I can add is…

As Detective Castlebeck says to Nicolas Cage’s character, Memphis Raines, in 2000’s Gone in 60 Seconds, “A brother’s love… is a brother’s love.”

So in a way, James is Nicolas Cage and I’m Kip. Deux North is a 1967 Mustang named Eleanor, and cycling is boosting cars. Hunt 3.

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Snuck in a quick park ride today after being away from the bike for two and a half months (too long).

Takeaways included, I love bikes, these guys love color, I’m slower than before, and also, being on earth is as good a reason as any to be happy.

The last taken from a dude who heard us call for a tool over the speaker he had attached to his bike, here playing disco (FM).

This dude poignantly explained later that the speaker is preferred to headphones, because he can hear what’s happening, i.e. a call for help. Anyways, that’s important and so is jamming.

ifeverybattlewaswon:

A big stick, essential menswear accessory. ;) 

35mm at the Woodsmen Field Days

35mm at the Minnesota State Fair

With 3 fights to go before his own the fighter takes his position ringside and bounces around nervously. A coach is lingering nearby, his seasoned nonchalance revealing the pacing athlete’s fever.

The fighter’s headphones are half on as he thinks about his training. Adding up all the work he’s put in, an inner monologue recalls early mornings to assure him it will be enough. And memories of missed workouts or lazy Sundays are suppressed by adjusting equipment—his taped hands and high-top shoes. 

It’s nearly time to fight. Two more bouts before his. The gloves are pulled on, then the headgear. With some quick math the fighter knows how many minutes are left. He knows that as his match draws closer, time will quicken. 

Up next. Rounds fly by as quickly as the fighter’s checklist. He goes over every item; technique and strategy are eggs or bread. Then, all of a sudden, like a punch you don’t see coming, his name is called. It pulls his attention to the present.

The referee is looking down at him from the ring. The ropes are pulled apart, and he takes a big step up. Inside the ring, he stands above the crowd and the bright lights wipe his shadow away-he’s alone. Thoughts move faster than ever, but he keeps it cool. Everyone is watching.

When the bell rings, his neck stiffens and everything is gone. Every frenzied thought is replaced by the present punches, until the round is over. 

Then he walks back to his corner, thinking.

aaronisnotcool:

Dylan’s Birthday.

We take this shot of club soda for you.

This is the trailer for Hunt 3, a third in a series of ten trips around the world that involve beautiful roads, fast bikes, surprising people, and a natural setting that’s quite different from the brand’s home in New York City. This particular trip took a group of 5 riders, or hunters, to upstate New York. Setting up camp outside of the small town of Boonville, they split time documenting the local lumberjack competition and hundreds of miles of gorgeous riding.

Good reading this week.

Don DeLillo - Point Omega
The fourth of DeLillo’s novels that I’ve read and one of the best, although White Noise remains my favorite. The story follows a retired “war advisor” and the languishing filmmaker who has come to the man’s desert home with the intention of making a documentary film. DeLillo explains, “The ‘Omega Point’ of the title “…[is] the possible idea that human consciousness is reaching a point of exhaustion and that what comes next may be either a paroxysm or something enormously sublime and unenvisionable,” and that may be the most interesting theme of the of story.

Monocle
One of the best “more than a lifestyle” magazines being published. This is September’s Issue, stolen from James. These guys also have a 24-hour radio station that Derrick, directeur sportif, listens to when not watching Hell on Wheels or Dutch cycling commentary.

World Policy Journal
Picked this up as I’m now sharing office space with the World Policy Institute. The current issue raises some brilliant questions about the balance of secrecy and security in world facing new threats and less respect for privacy and trust of those that claim it. The Journal’s editor David A. Andelman, previously served as Executive Editor of Forbes.com and as a domestic and foreign correspondent for The New York Times.

The True Story of Smokey Bear
First printed in 1960, this comic book tells the first thrilling adventure of Smokey Bear. I picked this up on one of my Deux North recon trips and will treasure it for years. You can download your own copy too.

The Iceman

The Iceman