CX Double Header – Next Weekend!
Time to stuff ourselves with turkey in preparation for next weekend’s back-to-back CX racing extravaganza! Warm up (or kill yourself) Saturday with a race at my summer stomping grounds, St. Malo, a French community southeast of the city. Pick your swear words…
Cycle Therapy
My therapist will kill me for saying this, but nothing clears the head like a good old bike ride. No amount of analyzing, discussing or dissecting a problem compares to throwing on some slightly manky lycra clothes, dragging the beast…
Mon Pneu est Plat
This is one of the few expressions I have managed to retain from some 13-odd years of French class. It means “my tire is flat”. It’s amazing how quickly you loose any aptitude for a learned language, and how quickly…
It’s a Long Way to Portage la Prairie
Bob, Michael, Yours Truly, Eric and Nettie. Team Glutton for Punishment. Every year a small posse of riders from Portage la Prairie’s Junk Yard Dogs join a rag-tag group of Winnipeg riders for the cycling equivalent of a 200 kilometer progressive…
Road Kill
I love to drive my car. I love to ride my bike too. So I can say with complete neutrality that there are crazies and morons on both sides of the ongoing Battle Royale between cyclists and drivers. The other…
The Good, The Bad and The Muddy
This weekend’s Menno Cross was without a doubt the most gruelling and filthy sporting event I have ever participated in. It was also one of the most fun and memorable. I’m not sure, but I suspect there are all sorts…
Gyula’s Heart
Cycling has brought many great things to my life. Newfound youth and excitement, fun and fitness, and most of all, some very special people. Friends. Friends I have known only slightly more than a year, but it feels like much,…
Beer, Bikes & A Shocking Confession
I had occasion to visit the local bottle shop on a recent trip to the Excited States, and as I stood in front of the enormous wall o’ beer I was overwhelmed by the unfamiliar and copious selection of ales,…
Menno Cross
So I didn’t quite make the cross race last weekend as originally planned. Cycle Chick had to take a brief hiatus and assume her evil alter ego, Laundry Chick. Stupid laundry. But this Saturday, I will be out (so consider…
As seen in Vogue
Today I was recovering from a 100k morning ride the same way I’m sure most of you would – a nice soak in an epson salt bath with the September issue of Vogue. This was no easy task as the…