Lights, cameras, beer!
What a show. We rolled with an impossibly crazy posse, crashed the VIP area (thanks, Brad!), stole flats of beer, made Flava-Flav style necklaces out of stolen objects, and heckled Mr. Armstrong.
Most memorable? Lance comes down the hill past us on a warm up lap. Dead silence until “Little” (aka Richard) calls out, […]
Highway 30 on a long Sunday. Sal is breaking legs in the Master B category out at Sauvie Island and I’m late. Too late to see him finish but just in time to hear the grand retelling.
The after-race part is always better anyway.
My kit is Super Relax and despite the fact that it’s Sunday night […]
Summer morning. Chilly track.
"Natalie! My hands are numb!"
"Mine too!"
Mittens in August?
Heading into the third turn of the second 800 meter interval the sun powers over the top of the building to our east. Blinding, white, glowing.
We’re overexposed and unbalanced. Washed in a light that hints of winter. Low sun like that, you can’t trust it.
There […]
I’m about to bite off a little more than I can chew and, you know what? I plan to survive.
Moreover - I plan to take it by storm.
Tomorrow I’ll do the biggest climbing day that I’ve attempted to date. My "normal" (read: non-cyclist) friends think it’s nuts. My hardcore cyclist friends think it’s no big […]
At mile 34.7 Natalie Ramsland takes a monster pull on the front of our four-man group. There are 91 miles left to ride.We are somewhere near Silverton, battling a never-ending series of rollers that threaten to end my will to live.
There is no draft behind Natalie. That is what I am thinking as I stare […]
We have a big ride planned for tomorrow so we go out early in the morning for a short spin just to remind the muscles how to make the bike move forward.
Sal opens it up on Springwater, per usual, and I suck wheel like a champ. There’s a chill to the morning, but the sky […]
12 hours in a conference chair and I’m at my wits end.
I have been eating Nectar Bars and apples stolen from the hotel lobby display. Cottage cheese from the grocery store. Baby carrots. This trip is going down on the cheap.
I just tell myself it’s like I’m backpacking and the justification offers a little […]
I fly into the Denver airport over a pancake flat landscape and think: “Wait, did I accidentally get on a plane to Kansas?”
The mountains are hiding beyond the windows on the other side of the plane. I am heading to a Writer’s Conference in Boulder after a last minute decision. I learned about the conference […]
You’re Not Going to Believe This But…
It is raining in Portland.
It has been raining in Portland all week.
I am as sick of writing that as you are of reading it, believe me.
During the winter the rain is a backdrop. As expected and unnoticed as waking up in the morning.
Training rides are not a question, just […]
It’s 5:10am and in a little over an hour, I’ll leave for a mountain bike ride with a friend who was stupid enough to let me talk him into getting rolling this early on a Sunday. Right now, however, I’m sitting in bed with a mug of Stumptown Coffee in front of a copy of […]
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