Posts by Category: Mind

You Are What You Is

You Are What You Is

With all warranted respect and admiration for Frank Zappa, purloining the title from his great ditty seemed the perfect way to start off a post about RKP’s first-ever reader survey. We ...

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NICA: The Shape of Things to Come

NICA: The Shape of Things to Come

When I was in high school, what I knew of bike racing wouldn’t have filled an espresso cup. I knew of the Olympics and thought that racing a bicycle was as heady a sporting adventure as I ...

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Dear Johan,

Dear Johan,

It’s clear from your recent blog post on your site that you’re not happy with your 10-year ban from cycling. Big surprise. I’m going to let you in on a little secret: The rest ...

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Friday Group Ride #214

Friday Group Ride #214

I sat at my desk, on my couch, in my car, all winter long, not thinking of anything but how horribly disappointed I was with the weather. Sisyphus meet stone. Stone, this is Sisyphus. ...

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Who Are You?

Who Are You?

The digital age has upended nearly everything we know about commerce. Storied publishers of everything from music to magazines and books are resorting to bake-sale tactics just to stay in ...

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Caps Not Hats

Caps Not Hats

My son, the older one, said, “When you do something good in France, do they say ‘hat’ to you?” He’s a funny one, that boy, with a precocious sarcasm that will no ...

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Serotta, Divine, Leaving it Behind

Serotta, Divine, Leaving it Behind

Saratoga Frameworks has shut down. Last week, Brian Case, the owner of Saratoga, informed the remaining eight employees the factory was shutting down and they were to remove their personal ...

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Friday Group Ride #210

Friday Group Ride #210

Like a sprinter on a long mountain stage, I’ve missed the cut off, Friday slipping into Saturday with a mix of work commitments, youth hockey and reset passwords. Collectively they were my ...

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Friday Group Ride #209

Friday Group Ride #209

I fired down the first piece of pizza cold while I jammed the rest in the toaster oven to warm up. I was that hungry, even though I’d topped my breakfast toast, four pieces washed down with ...

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Classically Trained

Classically Trained

I called Radio Freddy. I said, “Are you aware that Het Volk is this weekend?” And he said, “They don’t call it that anymore, and yeah, I know, although I gotta say, ...

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