It was nice watching Team Canada win over Team USA last night, even if it was on NBC (they really need to improve their coverage). As I watched them play, it brought back a flood of memories when I once dreamed (prior to the explosion of women’s hockey) of playing in the NHL and elsewhere. Today, I’m not even sure if I could join a pickup league. I took a look in Google for teams in Los Angeles and did find the L.A. Blades, a lesbian and gay community team but they have no indication if trans individuals are allowed to play. As I continue further into my transition and yet, still am in the in-between stages of things (since surgery is still lacking), I find team and community oriented sports still lacking in trans support. I suppose that’s why I’ve taken to liking cycling since it is primarily a solo activity.
In fact, assuming that the visa stuff works out, I’m planning on a L.A. to San Fran trip next year and the year after doing a L.A. to Vancouver, BC trip (Veronique, if you’re still there I’d love to meet up with you and your wife). I miss cycling almost as much as I miss hockey. I suppose some of this has to do with the 3 books I finished reading this week: The Sex Lives of Cannibals: Adrift in the Equatorial Pacific, Getting Stoned with Savages: A Trip Through the Islands of Fiji and Vanuatu and Lost on Planet China: One Man’s Attempt to Understand the World’s Most Mystifying Nation. If you get a chance to read any or all of them, do so. They are a great way of looking at life elsewhere and not just a tourist way of looking at this. I have to admit that Troost writes how I think when it comes to visiting other places. It’s more than just the places; it’s the people and how they go about their daily lives. It makes the world more connected and real, at least to me.
I know I shouldn’t put too much attachment to hockey and solo bicycling touring but it’s so much darned fun to enjoy both of those pursuits. It never was the winning (although a nice side effect) but more the actual doing and the people that one meets in both. That said, I’ll likely stick to cycling for the near future since I don’t need a car for it and I do for hockey (returning back to a goalie role would mean having a ton of crap to haul). Plus cycling is far healthier for me. I enjoy the tranquility of travel on two wheels and the sense of accomplishment when reaching a destination. It’s also a tad cheaper than hockey and more flexible although cycling does prefer better weather (I have cycled through a couple of hurricanes but snow is a little more difficult).
Cycling also lets me dream of faraway places. I still have dreams of cycling through the UK, France, to see the Dalai Lama and through parts of Africa. It all is so tempting but I know I will have to put it on hold at one point once kids arrive so I should try to get one or two of those faraway places under my belt at some point. In the meantime, I’ll dreamily ponder what it would be like biking up and down the Western Seaboard and the southern US.
Hilly comes to mind.
At least, there’d be no snow.