Posts by Category: Body

Capping off a Stage

Capping off a Stage

An eight hour day at a desk is much better when the sit bones are nestled into and the lumbar supported by a Herman Miller.  The company has become a benchmark for workplace furniture. But Herman ...

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Friday Group Ride #310

Friday Group Ride #310

It’s been a long, rainy week here in Boston. Just when I thought it was relenting, yesterday served up steady drizzle and temps in the 40s (Fahrenheit). Is this May? It can’t be. Only ...

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A Comeback, of Sorts

A Comeback, of Sorts

On a ride recently with two new friends, I had an experience that I haven’t had in some weeks. While climbing a rocky fire road, I hit a short, steep and rather technical pitch. To ride it, ...

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Ranger Camp

Ranger Camp

The false flat portion of the fire road, a crushed gravel thoroughfare that lead from downtown Los Gatos up to Alma Dam, was giving way to the steep pitch that makes this stretch of unpaved way ...

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Picture Pages

Picture Pages

As the ultrasound technician moves the wand around my chest, Bren’s insult about “playing picture pages” in the film “Juno” cascades through my ears. I want to make ...

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2016 Sea Otter Classic, Part I

2016 Sea Otter Classic, Part I

When I first went to the Sea Otter Classic it was a mountain bike event with a couple of road events plus a couple of banquet tables with wine tasting and patch repair kits to keep bored ...

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Fragile

Fragile

I’m a statistic. I’m male. I’m white. I’m left handed. I’m a cyclist. I’m a writer. I could go on. I’m a former musician who for reasons clear to no one, ...

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The Debacle

The Debacle

Back in the 1990s the Union Cycliste Internationale decided it was time for riders to start wearing helmets. The riders reacted with a strike and the UCI backed down. They waited before taking ...

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Humbled: Bike Monkey’s SoNoMas

Humbled: Bike Monkey’s SoNoMas

As I rolled toward the crossing, I scanned the scene quickly. The run-in was steep, with a short stretch of mud before giving way to the slates and ochres of the river rock, seen below more than ...

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Why I Am Not at Eroica

Why I Am Not at Eroica

I love bikes. Pretty much all bikes. One of the few bottom lines of my life, along with my love for my wife and sons is that any ride is better than no ride. Thusly, any bike is better than no ...

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