The discussion came up recently about the particular moment when a ride goes from being epic to being shitty. My friend Hal surmised that it is time related, and that most epic rides are shitty as they occur but become…
Well this is more like it. THIS is badass Winnipeg winter. Since I started this madness that is winter commuting, I’ve had all sorts of people asking what I wear when I ride. Needless to say I am always delighted…
As athletes, it seems there are precious few things that we do in moderation. Many of the cyclists I know are enthusiastic foodies and lovers of a good stiff cocktail – approaching these things with the same gusto as a…
Winnipeg winters are one of the few things in this world that actually deserve the word “epic”. Our badass motherfucker winters are what defines us Winnipeggers, and we embrace them like a nice frozen moose carcass. An unseasonably warm and…
Back in 1895, when men still actually believed they were in charge, The New York World published a list of do’s and don’ts for female cyclists. The list was recently posted on Brainpickings, and over the last few days I’ve…
Late in the summer, top-ranked women’s team HTC-Highroad found themselves without a dance partner. Not having a sponsor is not a good thing, because no sponsor means no team, and no team… well, sucks. Thanks to some determination and quick…
Now that my New Year’s Eve hangover has subsided to a dull throb, it’s time to reflect on the past year and issue forth a completely self-serving and arbitrarily categorized list of my top tens of 2011. In no particular…
Let’s get something straight. I do not jump out of planes. I don’t juggle chainsaws, eat fire, or party with Charlie Sheen on weekends. I ride a bike. And apparently, to some, that makes me batshit crazy. I’ve heard it enough…
“You don’t have to be a fantastic hero to do certain things — to compete. You can be just an ordinary chap (or chick), sufficiently motivated to reach challenging goals.” -Sir Edmund Hillary If I learned anything at last night’s…