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My attempt at a blog about cycling. Kinda.
Aloha.
Featured Post
January 9, 2020
Often misattributed as “hello and goodbye”, its real multifaceted meaning is of love, compassion respect and harmony; it is more than a salutation. The following entries on this blog are my attempt to express these feelings to this amazing sport. This is more than just a goodbye.
Read Post Read PostThe view from afar
April 24, 2021
Finally racing again tomorrow in Pueblo. From this great distance racing looks as beautiful as ever. I’m just not sure it matters.
Read Post Read PostGiving Everything
April 14, 2021
This random memory is a demarcation line in my life. The before and the after times. In the before times I didn’t know what what it even looks or feels like to give something 100%. In the aftertimes it is painfully obvious to me what “all in” actually means.
Read Post Read PostYe got any taters?
May 20, 2020
Today I was thinking about a debate from long ago that never got settled. The details of the debate don’t matter but the location does. It happened in the back of a Volvo.
Read Post Read PostRace 2: Birmingham Hammerfest
March 19, 2020
This squad has more chemistry than it’s ever had and that is only because of a shitty situation that we could not control. This will prove invaluable when we finally get a chance to race together.
Read Post Read PostThe Old Guard and Their BH Ride
March 4, 2020
Until you see your body doing something that your mind is trying to convince you that you can’t, you cannot know what it means to push your limits. Seeing this play out was, for me, a realization that I am the only thing limiting myself. I’ve been chasing that dragon ever since.
Read Post Read PostIf you know the enemy and know yourself…
February 27, 2020
If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
Read Post Read PostSquirrels, Man
The thing about squirrels is that they stubborn little shits. You’re rolling along with some pals at 25 mph and all the sudden you find yourself in a showdown with a squirrel.
Read Post Read PostThe Thing About Demons
February 25, 2020
The thing about demons is that they never go away, no matter how much you try and bury them. I’m increasingly finding that the best way to handle pain isn’t to distract myself from it, but to embrace it.
Read Post Read PostRespect The Desire
February 23, 2020
It is the desire to win is where our moral compass can be compromised under the guise of competitiveness.
Read Post Read PostSiren’s Songs
February 18, 2020
Habits are predictable temptrists. They will always be true to you. It’s your job to follow the call of the right ones.
Read Post Read PostBirmingham
February 10, 2020
Missing a workout 18 weeks out isn’t as big of a deal as missing a workout 4 weeks out.
Read Post Read PostFirst race
February 3, 2020
The story of my first race is typical. I was way out of my element and had no idea what I was doing.
Read Post Read PostNew isn’t better: Habitualizing and Valuing Ritual
January 29, 2020
A bike that shifts and runs correctly won’t fail you. Being fast and winning every night is damn near impossible, but your bike can be perfect every night with minimal effort. I appreciate people that know what they can control and act accordingly.
Read Post Read PostThat Summer I sorta became a cyclist
January 28, 2020
There is a serenity to Midwestern farm country that can only be experienced on a bike. This is a quick history of how I discovered it and became a little better along the way.
Read Post Read PostThe Next Season Looms
January 14, 2020
The only thing I can hear is air moving. Air moving past my ears, and air moving in and out of my lungs. It’s rhythmic and controlled. It’s meditative. For the first time in a few months, I’m yearning to start it all over again. It’s time to start rebuilding the machine. The next season looms…
Read Post Read PostA boy named Sue
January 10, 2020
My friend Mike runs a not for profit that teaches kids how to ride bikes. He has a theory that every person remembers the first time they rode a bike unassisted on two wheels. I can’t speak to everyone but I remember mine. There will be many in my family who debate this I suspect, but this is my version.
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