How many times did we all as cyclist had those close calls. Falling in front of cars, over the road barriers and risking our lives for reasons others could not understand.
Sometimes not even for a win, but just to finish a race, for a thrill of life, joy of pure exhaustion, that special sensation we get while riding and when we complete something that is far beyond what we though was within our limits. We would just get up, if not harmed, and laugh if off. Get on, and continue till the end. We get used to it. Its a price we pay for the thing we do.
With its specific dangers, unique in modern times, cycling is far more than a sport. Its the way of life. Take it just as a job and you will have a miserable life. Take it as a life and you could complete yourself as an individual.
Hope Wouter did the later.
Sad moment, beyond any words. I hope he didn't suffer to much...
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