My Life On A Bike

Logic states that if one rides and trains enough, then an increase in strength will follow. However, as I have already discovered, my body does not follow the rules and I cannot make sense of it all. Sometimes I can ride myself into the ground and continue to ride strong, while other times [...]

I woke up Tuesday morning with butterflies in my stomach.   Today was the day, my first try at the West Oak Crit for the season.  The routine is well worn and I know it all too well.   Ever since my departure from the world of  hammers, it has been the same ole song and dance.  [...]

Trying to make sense of cycling and traning is something at which I’ve never been very successful.  We began our mountain biking careers during the grassroots days and were all learning this new budding sport together.   I often think, “if I knew back then what I know now, then…”.   Well, as we get older we [...]

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This weekend was like a scene out of the movies. The clouds in the sky parted and the sun shone brightly while the birds sang merrily. For 2 days, nothing else mattered, but riding our bikes in the glorious outdoors.
Winters in the deep South are always the same ole song and dance; cold temps, rain, [...]