Air Heads
God I love Europeans. Nowhere else on earth will you find people so obsessed with style they can even make bike crashes sexy. In past posts I have celebrated the Italians, the Swiss and the Belgians. This particular post celebrates…
The Hurt Locker
Back when I was in college there was a certain boy that caught my eye, and try as I might I could not get his attention. He was one of those thick-necked guys who picks up heavy stuff at a…
Sunday at The Hash
Sunday is generally my “rest” day, but the thought of another day cooped up inside was enough to make me daydream about a nice bubblebath with a toaster. Unfortunately I have been unable to ski this winter, mostly because my…
The Fine Art of Masterbiking
One of the things I love best about cycling is that it is such a social sport. Since I started group riding about a year and a half ago, I have met tons of cool people that I wish I…
Saturday: Unpleasant Surprises
Saturday started out normally… I got up, made coffee, fed the cat (who is irritatingly still alive), and gathered my gear for a communal bike work out at Esther and Gyula’s house. But before any of that, I did what…
Spot the Leopard
Trying to follow pro cycling can be very challenging. Even more so than other, more mainstream sports like football. With football, from year to year the players change and move from team to team. But for the most part, the…
My Thumb
A classic scene from The Pope of Greenwich Village, a movie from the 1980’s that helped launch Mickey Rourke (back when he actually looked normal) into stardom. Eric Roberts not so much, but his sister eventually did pretty good. If…
Exposed: What’s in YOUR Fridge?
What better time than the start of the New Year to attempt, once again, to conquer bad eating habits and replace them with blander and less fattening ones. This is generally a daunting and ultimately futile undertaking, so I figured…
Beatrix & Leopold: A Love Story
nce upon a time, far away in a bicycle factory in the Kingdom of Austria, two bicycles were lovingly made by a bored and modest bookkeeper named J.C. Higgins. Their names were Beatrix and Leopold. They were to be gifts…
Safety Made Simple…
Words to live by. I wonder if you can buy it by the case…? Happy New Year, safe riding to all. Here’s to a crash-free 2011.