I saw Race Across the Sky last night, a documentary about the mountain bike race by the same name. It was fantastic. I would recommend it to anyone who can travel back in time to yesterday to watch it. (It was only in theaters one night only.)
There are very few times that I cry - when I listen to organ music, when I hear stories of dogs dying, when people make fun of my mustache, etc. However, I may have cried while watching this movie that documents not a 100-mile mountain bike race with more than 12,000 feet of total climb, but a triumph of the human spirit. How can you not cry as you watch a 65-year-old man with two new prosthetic knees be stopped at the first checkpoint because he did not make the 4-hour cutoff?
In cycling there can be a lot of douchery - what with the leg-shaving and $18,000 carbon fiber superbikes - but you can't have anything but love and admiration for the participants as they struggle through the Race Across the Sky.
Uh, apparently I don't know how to imbed YouTube videos. ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hpf1LHfLz0o
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