Even Pros Get the Blues

I think that maybe the overwhelming desire of amateurs to look and try to be PRO is starting to fade. At the very least the over emphasis on “looking pro” is starting to fade. As a trend it is being replaced by an emphasis on adventure and “fun”. Though it often bears repeating that what... Continue Reading →

Stickers and Badges

  My first years of college were spent as a music major. As such I had to attend ear training classes that didn’t just involve hearing a pitch, in relations to others, and getting it down on a page. I could handle that. What I couldn’t do however was sing those notes back. Maybe it... Continue Reading →

Spectation and Participation

I've been watching a few of last season's cross races lately. I have a few of them saved on my tablet, but its easy to find whole races, not just the highlights, on youtube. In years past I did the same for road racing, but that stopped when I fully accepted that I wasn't going... Continue Reading →

Too Much Zef, Ode to a Concor Light.

I love the Selle San Marco’s classic Concor Light Saddle. It’s shape and aesthetic remind me of an era that through the wonders of birth, time and space I never really experienced. To just look at this saddle is to want to ride fast. It appears perfect in every way. I am not the only... Continue Reading →

Good Show Boys, Mighty Good Show.

Every Monday (or so) I used to write about the previous weekend's races or races. I haven't done that in a mighty long while, and have kind of adopted it as a policy. Truth is I don't have any insider knowledge of bike racing, no kind of tactical know how (to have raced with me is to... Continue Reading →

SKY’s Stacked Deck

I woke up at six am on Sunday morning to watch La Primavera only to find that the race had been neutralized because of snow. “Not the white fluffy stuff” Twitter told me, but the thick wet slushy stuff. The type that I used to ride in as a Cleveland bike messenger during Great Lake... Continue Reading →

Racing Versus Winning

The season is well underway and Team SKY are picking up right where they left off. Steamrolling the Peloton at "tempo" pace. Amazing isn't the word I would use to describe what you see when they hit the front. Disturbing is a word some would use, but I don't find it to be that either.... Continue Reading →

Let Go

Once again I am climbing Olympic View. Once, maybe twice a week I make the eye watering descent down main, throw the bike through a right hand turn and head up Olympic Drive, which then pitches up and changes name to Olympic View. I haven’t seen the Olympic Mountains, at least not from this road... Continue Reading →

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