Fight Gone Out.

A lot of pixels have been misaligned here talking about racing, The PRO’s, my own insignificant racing - back when I first started riding again and thought that my suffering was worth reporting, and the fact that I haven’t been racing this year. This is probably going to be another one of those posts. For … Continue reading Fight Gone Out.

Escapes

I have to cram my right hand behind my back pack to get into my jersey pocket to turn up the volume on my phone. The guy next to me at the light above SE Bybee and SE 17th, revs the engine of his blue Porche Carrera. I’m trying to drown him out. I’m trying … Continue reading Escapes