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Originally Posted by John Boddie
Jim -
While this captures some of the joys of riding in hilly country, it completely misses the feel of the paceline where you become part of an organism beyond yourself - where you draw strength from other riders in the group and do your pulls at the front without considering your own exertion.
JB
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Hi John,
Thanks for giving this some attention. Your comment really made me think about a couple things. The original title for this was "Perfect," which reflected that wind-in-the-face moment in the South Texas spring after an uphill climb when all is before you on the downhill glide and looking grand with the sense of freedom and place and expended energy. Then, for some reason I changed the title to "Sharing the Lead." That new title is a false front for what the poem is about. You are right. I did not capture the group experience of an organized ride. My solution for this piece, which is more about enjoying a slice of Hill Country and Balcones Escarpment charm, is to come up with a better title that does not mislead readers. I'd be interested in whether you think that will help the piece, even if far from making the poem "perfect."
Jim