Flow Like This
Like Usain Bolt, from 4.6 seconds through the finish: an effortless application of motion beyond comprehension, yet possible, because someone is doing it. Not his speed (which is incredible), but his grace, power, rhythm and flow. Except on my bike, signaling a turn. THAT I should be able to do smoothly, without effort, with practiced ease and effective skill, minimal extraneous motion, in a dance-like manner, while spinning almost circles with my flow-aiding Biopace chainrings.
Flow Free My Oblong Toothy Chain Eaters
I thought of various forms of the smooth flow I seek, but it is seldom seen. I could not think of any machine examples all day, since most machine motion actually breaks down into herky-jerky, stop/start cycles, like nearly all the machines depicted in one of my favorite movies, Koyaanisqatsi, a movie without plot or dialog, consisting of various gorgeous photographic sequences set to the music of Phillip Glass. Then I recalled the unforgettable (for me) ending of that movie, which comes very close in the unintentional aerial ballet of the first Atlas-Centaur rocket exploding on May 9, 1962. I thought, put that on the blog, find that clip and use it to show what you are thinking about today. And then I found that, for whatever reason, MGM had posted the entire movie on Youtube. So that's below. Watch the whole thing, or at least click it and jump to 1:16:00, although you miss the whole atomic age threat machine domination life out of balance point that the movie pounds home if you just go to the breathtaking exploding rocket. But, as I'm out their pedaling away, always enjoying the ride, I need something: one perfect pedal stroke, round, effortless, pure, a flowing circular expenditure of muscle energy which could not have been better. One perfect ride, perfectly in balance. Don't know if I'll ever achieve that. But I know how to try: Get up. Go ride.
Go Ahead: Watch It. You May Cry at the End