Posts by Category: Mind

Friday Group Ride #389

Friday Group Ride #389

The snow has not yet fallen (though we are told it is imminent), so I was surprised to hear from not one but two cyclist friends in the last two weeks that they had been riding in their ...

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Friday Group Ride #388

Friday Group Ride #388

A switch flipped, and now I’m a mountain biker. I have been a mountain biker before. During long stretches of the ’90s I was on a 26-inch, 80mm travel bike that I thought was just ...

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Thanksgiving X

Thanksgiving X

I have, on more than one occasion, written about how difficult it can be to ask for help, or even accept help when it is offered. The challenge, as I have experienced it, is that to ask for or to ...

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The Perfect Sport

The Perfect Sport

In the late 1990s I lived for a period in Brentwood—not the Bay Area City, but rather the toney neighborhood at the edge of Santa Monica. I’d join the group rides that would roll out from ...

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Friday Group Ride #387

Friday Group Ride #387

It’s not fun to drive around Boston. The road system is circuitous, indirect, and overloaded. The drivers are impatient, inattentive, and aggressive. I have spent the last few days ferrying ...

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Friday Group Ride #386

Friday Group Ride #386

I have never been to Annadel State Park. Never been to Santa Rosa or Sonoma County despite numerous invitations and the foreknowledge that all the types of riding, road, mixed, mountain, are ...

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Surfacing

Surfacing

RKP is a reasonably small operation. As a result, my desire to balance quality against output means that we publish once per day during the week. If things are going well, you get extra posts on ...

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Friday Group Ride #385

Friday Group Ride #385

Technology empowers. It multiplies our effort, and frees us from work. It improves our analytical capabilities and lengthens our memory. And, technologies converge. Calculators become computers. ...

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Friday Group Ride #384

Friday Group Ride #384

Of late, I have taken to hucking my bike off of curbs, riding it down stairs, and generally acting like my 12-year-old self. I’m having a lot of fun. I recall being that age, still living ...

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Community

Community

Years ago, I lived on a little cul-de-sac in Northampton, Massachusetts. In the winter, the plows would come through and the walls of snow the blade created would make driveways impassable. Most ...

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