Pedal Strike

TweetDespite the hundreds of words I can write, the numerous sites I can read about bicycles, and the fact that my words stumble over themselves when I try to talk about bikes, I find it hard to explain my weekends to friends who don’t ride. There’s no drama in doing power intervals on my new […]

TweetLike most girls, I secretly love checking my horoscope. I am inclined to believe in compatibility between certain astrological signs but will freely disregard the day’s predicted fortunes if it is clearly not in my favor. The next day, I’ll get just a tiny bit excited if “flirtatious encounters” are included in the day’s fate. […]

TweetA tad chilly but sunny and bright, I made it my mission to properly slack off yesterday afternoon. The day was too perfect to spend inside; coffee and lazy reading at Cafe Fixe were in order. Rolling home in the late afternoon, caffeinated and fully pleased with my slacking off, I passed a few carved […]

TweetI’ve always been skeptical of out of body experiences and the people that “experience” them. I remember, back in high school, a girl once told me how she got so high [off weed] that she felt like she had become the glass of water on her desk. Somehow I restrained myself from telling her that […]

TweetI firmly believe there are three kinds of sweat: the hot, dry kind of casual summer rides around town, the squeamishly humid kind that won’t ever seem to abate, and last but not least [and possibly the best], the drenching, dripping, addicting kind that can only be a product of a decent training ride. I’ve […]