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Friday Group Ride #479

Friday Group Ride #479

I couldn’t ride 100 miles right now. I am not bike fit. I just don’t have the miles in my legs, and here at the front end of winter, an icy crust on the front yard, piles growing at ...

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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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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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Friday Group Ride #475

Friday Group Ride #475

It’s 2019, and sentiment is in recession. All the forces of progress are chipping away at the value of physical things as we convert long, personal letters to terse emails and frivolous ...

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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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Friday Group Ride #474

Friday Group Ride #474

It wasn’t the first thing she told me, which struck me as very odd, because if I had a story like that, I think it would be the first thing I said to everyone I met. Instead we exchanged  ...

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Friday Group Ride #473

Friday Group Ride #473

Words get stuck in my head. I am not sure how or why this happens. For example, I might read the word ‘sacerdotal’ in a book, and then for three or four days it echoes in my mind. ...

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Friday Group Ride #472

Friday Group Ride #472

I could tell something was wrong, just from the way he was walking. I’d just come home. He’d greeted me out front, riding small tight circles on his bike. I walked up the stairs and ...

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Check Your Shoulder

Check Your Shoulder

I coach youth soccer. If your eyes just glazed over in insta-boredom I understand, but bear with me a sec. One of the things we work on with the kids is spacial awareness, knowing where they are ...

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