Posts by Category: Body

The Work

The Work

Spring mornings in coastal Los Angeles are often overcast, the air saturated with a blue light that keeps what’s close sharp, while allowing the distance to fade as in the edges of a dream. ...

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A Truly Happy New Year

A Truly Happy New Year

When I think about how I entered 2019—depressed, anxious, confused—I can scarcely believe how I ended the year. If someone had asked me where I thought I’d be at the end of the year, the ...

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Friday Group Ride #481

Friday Group Ride #481

I am really no longer the Robot, but changing a silly pen name a decade later seems like more trouble than its worth. The initial idea, the joke that birthed my by-line, came from riding through ...

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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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Trades

Trades

I was still young enough and undisciplined enough when I took up cycling that self-restraint was something I reserved for schoolwork, jobs and dates. Those were the settings in which consequences ...

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In Search of America

In Search of America

  “I’ve gone to look for America” —Paul Simon   I didn’t need the odometer to tick over 20 miles to figure out that my map was wrong. I was looking up the road and judging from the fact ...

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Initiation: a Catalog of Firsts

Initiation: a Catalog of Firsts

My first flat tire came on my first ride on my first bike-shop-quality road bike. It was an initiation in the classic sense. I don’t believe that the universe sends messages, but if it did, ...

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Between Two Worlds

Between Two Worlds

I’m in Costa Rica, on a mountain bike tour that I committed to in August. Meanwhile, my ex and my boys are in Santa Rosa, which has the worst air on the planet. They and a great many people I ...

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The Regression

The Regression

I’m not a cynical sort, but my instinct for reality is such that when I embarked on my Ketamine journey, I gauged that at some point I’d experience some sort of setback. Nothing goes ...

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