Monthly Archives: April 2017

Allan Holdsworth: an Homage

Allan Holdsworth: an Homage

Guitarist Allan Holdsworth has left the stage. As this is a cycling publication, it may seem odd that such a passing would be of note here. Why memorialize a guitarist who wasn’t even a ...

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Friday Group Ride #357

Friday Group Ride #357

One of my mentors said, “We can talk a lot about why you’re not doing what you should be doing, but in the end, you don’t want to do it, so you won’t.” It hit me ...

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Paceline Podcast #63

Paceline Podcast #63

Fatty is back and he has an update on his Jonathan Vaughters intervention training. It’s a basement-trainer session beyond belief. We take a look at an interesting study on why and where ...

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Just One Moment #5

Just One Moment #5

Neil and I ride here as often as we can. It’s the new place, small and tight, but designed and groomed by the local mountain bike group. We’re still learning all the obstacles, daring ...

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Rethinking the Jersey

Rethinking the Jersey

I give a lot less thought to jerseys as technical apparel than I do bib shorts. My list of needs/irritants is stunningly short. A jersey needs to fit, which is to say that it should follow the ...

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A Hand-Up

A Hand-Up

In 1991 I went on vacation to Crested Butte, Colo., where I participated in Fat Tire Bike Week. On one of the days we did a ride up to Teocalli Ridge and got what I consider to still be one of ...

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Friday Group Ride #356

Friday Group Ride #356

We have to get this started early, so I’m going to keep it brief. Paris-Roubaix is this Sunday. For many of us, this is the Super Bowl, the World Cup, the Westminster Dog Show of pro ...

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Paceline Podcast #62

Paceline Podcast #62

We kick things off with some Tour of Flanders talk. The brave move, the crashes, the mechanicals and the U.S. national anthem played during ONE of the podium ceremonies. As part of our Flanders ...

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The Little Island That Wouldn’t

The Little Island That Wouldn’t

I was laughing as I rolled to a stop for the map check. No, I wasn’t just laughing, I had lost it. I was on a jag. Cackling. But of the four other riders present, not one of them had any ...

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