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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.

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Ye 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.

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Race 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.

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The 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.

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If 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.

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Squirrels, 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.

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Rob

February 26, 2020

I don’t know if any of this happens if I never meet this guy. Even if it would have, I have a hard time believing it would have been as enjoyable. Here’s how we met.

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The 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.

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Respect The Desire

February 23, 2020

It is the desire to win is where our moral compass can be compromised under the guise of competitiveness.

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If you want to be someone you’ve never been, you have to do things you’ve never done

February 18, 2020

Time is a premium luxury that many working athletes don’t have an an abundance of. The risk of not changing my approach far outweighs the risk of doing nothing.

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Siren’s Songs

Habits are predictable temptrists. They will always be true to you. It’s your job to follow the call of the right ones.

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Birmingham

February 10, 2020

Missing a workout 18 weeks out isn’t as big of a deal as missing a workout 4 weeks out.

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First 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.

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Kobe

January 30, 2020

You know what you need to do. Just do it.

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New 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.

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That 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.

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Dad

January 20, 2020

If the family group rides my dad organized throughout my youth never happened, I wonder if a bicycle would have remained nothing more than a form of transportation.

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Power vs Force

January 15, 2020

I have not felt this focused in many years.

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The 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…

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A 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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