Yet another
cycling blog, or is it? Well, yes, in a way it’s exactly like that but with a
slightly different angle. I think, I am not totally sure and honestly, I am a
beginner at this, writing a blog for everyone to read. It’s a bit daunting
since I am not 100% confident in myself but what can go wrong here.
For
starters, English is not my native tongue and I wouldn’t consider myself as
fluent in the language, so expect some errors on a regular basis. My native
language is Swedish, and Sweden is the country I was born and raised. This blog
will not be so much about Sweden but the cycling in Guatemala where I moved a
couple of years ago to be with my girlfriend, sorry, fiancé (still getting used
to that). In Guatemala I got in touch with the cycling community quickly and
this is the story about how I navigate on the Guatemalan cycling scene with all
cultural clashes, beautiful Guatemalan climbs, drunk drivers and everything
that comes with trying to stay with the Guatemalan elite peloton and the life
around it. It’s been an amazing journey so far and it’s far from over.
I am 31
years old and have been racing my bike in Guatemala for two years. Due to
responsibilities back in the homeland I have just been able to race half
seasons so far and haven’t yet been able to race “la Vuelta”. Vuelta Guatemala,
a 10 stages long race in late October which is part of the America tour
calendar. My Spanish is very weak which I am a bit of ashamed of and the
average knowledge of English in Guatemala is very low which makes for some
communication difficulties at times. The cycling community is where integrate
with the society and the locals, then we speak the same “language” and have the
same culture. Out goes Guatemalan frijoles and Swedish meatballs and ABBA and
marimba music is long gone, it’s all about the passion of the sport of cycling
and I have to say I never could have dreamed of being so welcomed as I have
been by many people in the cycling community.
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