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Friday Group Ride #259

Friday Group Ride #259

Categories only limit us, or that’s what Kanye West says, or at least that’s what I imagine Kanye West says, as he does his art that’s better than everyone else’s art. I ...

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Friday Group Ride #258

Friday Group Ride #258

Paris-Roubaix has somehow engendered this awed reverence, a sepia-toned preciousness that doesn’t, to me, feel completely congruent with its reality. To me, Paris-Roubaix is more like the ...

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Friday Group Ride #257

Friday Group Ride #257

We named our first son Owen, as solid a Welsh boy’s name as we could imagine, and our second Ian (rejecting the favorite, Jasper, within seconds of his arrival) because it was easier to ...

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Friday Group Ride #256

Friday Group Ride #256

I wound my way up Sommerset, chasing an appliance repair man in his juddering van. Sommerset was a crappy road before the winter robbed it of its top coat, the snow plows excavating last ...

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Friday Group Ride #255

Friday Group Ride #255

The prompt was: July 4th at the North Pole, so Ian wrote, “A crazy clown was being chased by Bigfoot in the mountains.” But then he was stuck. Most eight-year-olds don’t ...

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Friday Group Ride #254

Friday Group Ride #254

I’m going to go out on a limb. I’m going to say that most people who self-identify as cyclists take themselves too seriously. Of course, of course, of course, this is a ...

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Friday Group Ride #252

Friday Group Ride #252

There are a lot of ways to match. You can match your saddle to your bar tape. You can match your bar, stem and post. You can paint your stem to match your frame. You can match the finish on your ...

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Hidden Mercy

Hidden Mercy

The wind will take your soul on a day like this, leave it tattered and flapping in the branches of a tall tree, like a kid’s lost kite. I lay in bed two snoozes after the alarm had woken me ...

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Friday Group Ride #251

Friday Group Ride #251

Don’t worry. This isn’t about the weather. I just happened to be standing on the roof, outside the kids’ bedroom window, raking snow to keep the ice dams at bay, when my wife, ...

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