This originally appeared in 1994, after riding the Iditasport in February, 1993. I’m posting it now to honor the event, set to take place this weekend, but was cancelled due to the pandemic. It’s expected […]
I have mixed feelings about goals. They’re necessary, but can’t be fixated upon. Martin Buber would probably have said that a goal is like mistaking the finger pointing to God as God. Goals, while seemingly […]
Once I got into bike riding, Christmas became when winter cycling gear was gifted my way. A mixed-blessing of having a passion known by others is people often only think of that passion when it […]
Looking out the window and seeing roads covered or edged with snow and ice is an increasingly rare phenomenon. The snow we just had was a bigger dump than anything in nearly two years. As […]
When I first started working at a bike shop, the more serious racers I toiled alongside had winter bikes. That is, they had a bicycle they just used in winter months. It wasn’t as nice […]
