Saturday – Saguaro Loop (and Stuff)
What a day. The hours of spinning in the basement are all about days like today. Brother Al’s bike was delivered without incident this morning, and everyone was itching and all ready to ride. Except me, because I had no…
Friday – Hello Tucson
Travelling always reminds me of how much I hate travelling. Hours and hours of waiting and discomfort. After months and months of waiting. But arriving in good old Tuk-son (as it was pronounced by the girl at the Northwest counter…
The Forecast
The forecast for Tucson is looking like tired legs, crotch soreness and a high probability of some sunburn. Yes, it’s going to be awful.
Levers and Tires and Beers, oh my!
Going down into my basement has been stressing me out lately. My basement is not “finished” by any stretch of the imagination, but as of late it has started to resemble the set of Sanford and Son. Or maybe a…
Fender Blender
After a particularly gruelling set of power intervals on the trainer, there is nothing I crave more than a piña colada. I know I am not alone here. Enter the Fender Blender. This ingenious device straps onto your bike and…
Stupid Human Tricks
During my tenure at The Hurt Locker, I have become quite intimate with the exercise ball. You know the type – a big bouncy ball in a bright and cheerful colour, covered with other people’s sweat, that you use to…
Spring Ahead
Ah Spring. It brings the promise of water in the basement, soggy dog shit on the sidewalk and a filthy bike. I can hardly wait. In preparation, I have spent this last number of pre-spring weeks planning my race schedule…
2 Weeks and Waiting
Waiting is hard. My friend Chris, a university professor, uses this sentence a lot. Of all the complex and philosophical ways he could express this same sentiment, he chooses these three simple words, the combination of which I think is…
The Riel Deal
Spending 3.5 hours on a bike trainer isn’t fun, nomatter how you slice it. But, if you are stupid enough to do it, doing it in the company of others at a swanky health club is the way to go….
Mr. Riel Rides Again
This weekend Manitobans everywhere celebrate Louis Riel Day, a holiday bestowed upon us by the Provincial Government after we whined sufficiently about the lack of a holiday between Christmas and Easter. We also played the ever-effective “But Alberta gets a…