300 Stats
Cyclists are total geeks when it comes to stats, so I would be totally remiss if I did not share the numeric gobbledygook of The Big Ride: Miles Ridden: 319 km_______________________ Ride Time: 9 hours, 55 minutes*_______________________ Average Speed: 32…
Three Hundred (and Twenty)
Through rain coloured glasses. I read recently that what is unique about any endurance sport is that whether you are feeling really good or really bad, don’t worry… it won’t last. This was certainly true of the 300 (and twenty)…
Hit the Road
There are two types of cyclists: Those Who Have Crashed, and Those Who Will Crash. A year ago I joined the unfortunate ranks of the former. It was a beautiful June morning, and I had been invited by a friend…
The Tour de Pants
With the Tour de France a mere 3 weeks away, I have been trying to get more familiar with the teams, the riders, who are the favorites to win and so on. This is proving a difficult and confusing task….
On Any Given Sunday
Things have been a little hairy the last couple of days, so I haven’t had a chance to post anything about my Sunday ride. Sometimes life does get in the way of telling the world (ok, all three of you)…
Solo Jerseys
I’ve been thinking about jerseys a lot lately, and wanted to share one of my favorite finds. Solo, a bike apparel company out of New Zealand, has captured my heart with it’s line of fabulous vintage-inspired jerseys. Simple, with sophisticated…
The Long and The Short of It
According to my Gemini heritage (I was born Gemini, raised Catholic) I am destined to always battle with duality. True to this astrological flaw, I have of late been participating in both long endurance events and short, fast races. Unfortunately,…
I am SO Pumped!
Since I am waiting for my friend to fork over illusive video footage of me getting my ass kicked in this week’s crit, I am instead forced to write about my favorite birthday present*. A Filzer Zephyr Pro Team Floor…
Once Around the Park
Well I survived the first criterium of the season. Criteriums are crash-prone races that are all about tactics, about wheel sucking until the perfect time you can pull out the sprint and win. Last night I did the opposite of…
Sorry, I don’t speak Asshole
This post is for the guy at the bike shop who, tonight when I asked for a specific type of road bike tire asked me “what for?” Taken aback by the silliness of the question, I told him some of…