Pedal Strike

TweetLike most people, I can’t stand people that are like me. It’s not because I see all of my own personality faults in them [I wisely choose not to acknowledge that], it’s actually far more basic. I just can’t stand people who are obsessed with multi-tasking; thinking about 20,000 things at a million miles a […]

TweetI can be such a bitch in the morning without coffee. This isn’t news. Especially not to me. So I try to do the right thing and inject myself with caffeine before I really speak to anyone at work. That obviously doesn’t keep me from being a ranting maniac on the morning commute, but I […]

TweetIt might feel like October in Boston, but you know it’s summer when everyone starts chasing a yellow jersey. Ah, the Tour de France. Having no TV, blown out speakers on my laptop, and drowning in different projects with ridiculous self-imposed deadlines, it’s a wonder I even know the Tour started on Saturday. But then […]

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 […]

TweetThis scorching heat must have toasted my brain into a half-baked mess today. Okay, there are confounding factors. Like too little sleep and too many obligations and responsibilities that I’m literally riding away from whenever I head out west. The sheer irony being that in trying not to think about errands, hats, emails, etc, etc, […]