Farewell to a Giant
The one upside of a catastrophic crash is that if you do a really good job of it, you might be able to get a new bike. It’s no secret that my bike is a little, well, long in the…
Day 3
I woke up today and it’s raining. And I’m glad. We were supposed to leave for the Blackhills of South Dakota today for a week of camping, hiking, biking (I was trying to negotiate bringing my bike) and sightseeing. The…
Nightmare
Nasty, nasty spill last night. Still can’t believe it. Thanks to all for the well wishes. 5 shots of morphine, three x-rays, lots of painful rash scrubbing, 7 stitches over my eye, 5 on my hip, torn hip ligaments and…
Doing it.
If you hadn’t noticed, I am obsessed with cycling. And call me what you will, I will do it anywhere, anytime, with almost anyone. I will even do it in the pouring rain if necessary. It’s fantastically dirty and the…
Valley Girl
Note: I contemplated writing this entire post in “valley-girl”, but thought it would be, like, you know, totally bogus. I have a bag from Lulu Lemon that has various inspirational and hippy-dippy life mantras written all over it. Being told…
The Morning Ride
At 5:30 in the morning, most sane people are still in bed. Or perhaps coming home from a hell of a good shaker. But during the spring and summer months, when the sun comes up early, a small group of…
For Sale: One Fairy Princess Sparkle Bike
My friend Brian has a beautiful bike. I covet his bike and he knows it. It’s a Bianchi, and I love everything about it. It is totally old school and Italian – made by the oldest bike making company in…
Crash #2
Doing a criterium in the rain is not a good idea. Slick roads, high speeds and tight corners are a recipe for disaster. Tonight the forecast was iffy, but when the time to go to the park for the Tuesday…
Do these shorts make me look fat?
Being July, it is impossible to be in the company of cyclists without the topic of the Tour de France coming up in conversation. At this time of year we are as unbearable as Star Trek fans during Comic-Con. The…
A Criterium
I was nervous at the start line, but I always am. This time perhaps a bit more, for a number of reasons: 1. at about 15 riders, this was probably the biggest group I’d raced with 2. I have been…