Posts by Category: Mind

Friday Group Ride #482

Friday Group Ride #482

It’s an odd cycling year for me in that I didn’t do any event rides at all. I’m not a big racer or gravel grinder or randonneur, but I typically do two or three things in a ...

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Thanksgiving XI

Thanksgiving XI

When I started writing Thanksgiving posts more than ten years ago, I didn’t expect that they would become a nearly annual tradition. The annual-ness of traditions aside, I didn’t do ...

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The Choice

The Choice

One of the questions a professional athlete receives regularly is why they work with a particular coach. Why this one and not that? Why distant and not local? Why a different gender? Why the same ...

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Friday Group Ride #478

Friday Group Ride #478

I have been athletic my whole life, other than a brief spell in and around college, when I was actively killing myself with drugs, alcohol and cigarettes. What can I tell you? It seemed to make ...

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Friday Group Ride #477

Friday Group Ride #477

I’m a bad night dreamer. Bizarre anxiety comedies play out from my subconscious. Some outright nightmares too. Any time a dream looks like it might be headed in a vaguely good direction, my ...

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For Veterans’ Day

For Veterans’ Day

“I study war so that my children may study peace and my grandchildren may study poetry.” —John Adams It was on a cool March morning nearly 20 years ago that I rolled into the visitors’ center of ...

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Friday Group Ride #476

Friday Group Ride #476

I am not the Velo Pied Piper, not really, although people do come to my house occasionally, with flat tires or questions or shiny new bikes to show off. I am, for some people, the bike guy, but I ...

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De Renner

De Renner

I first read Tim Krabbé’s The Rider in 2002, very shortly after it was translated into English, from the Dutch, in which it was originally published as De Renner. Before it had become a signpost ...

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Seasons

Seasons

Red leaves, taut skin in the cold air, water vapor as I exhale. It’s fall for sure. When I left we were caught between Indian Summer and fire season, which is to say, dry, warm and windy. ...

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Original Data

Original Data

A routine is a way of stilling time. It is its own spreadsheet, and in it lives progress. Listen. Every Saturday I show up and I clip in, and I do my best. Results, as they do, vary. But the ...

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