Riding is one of the most beautiful things we can do. Performing on a bike that bears witness to human genius and meets our technical and aesthetic criteria takes some of these sporting moments to another level.
The sound of an impeccably designed and tuned mechanism, the sound of carbon wheels whirring as we get into a dance, the feeling of exact power transfer, not to mention the feeling of having good legs, the bliss of solitude at high speed, or the happiness of taking the bracasse, sounds like a moment of grace.
There are few sports where performance is as much about equipment as it is about fitness. Let's face it, a good bike doesn't turn a mule into a thoroughbred! But when the two mechanics of body and bike become one, the result is often more important than the make of our "bolide".
On the one hand, there's "me", the cyclist who seeks to sculpt his shape and endurance to improve his performance. He's not afraid of tasting blood in his mouth, feeling muscle fibers break, or having his back jerk from the lumbar vertebrae to between the shoulder blades. Of course, these aches and pains are the fruit of his determination during training, racing or simply out and about.
And on the other, a state-of-the-art machine which, with the help of our osteopath specialized in posturology , has been pre-tuned to the ribs of this "self" to enable it to exalt its power, to make all its efforts perceptible.
This "me" then becomes meticulous in its gestures: legs turning round, knees aligned, back describing an impeccable curve. What better homage can we pay to the sublime forms of a bicycle than to work the body to become one with it?
