A friend let me know in January that he was doing a fund-raising ride on May 8. I guess I could write I was invited on a century. It was for Padres Pedal the Cause […]
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 […]
With cycling shorts, the best are the ones that you don’t notice. You put them on, you start riding, they disappear. Their job is to stay out of the way, eliminate chafing, possibly add a […]
The first time was jarring. Gritty seems to be the nicest way to characterize my first impression. Floyd Bennett Field felt old, grimy, and broken down. Decrepit. Abandoned. I don’t think I had ever raced on […]
