Fear me!

Fear me!
Quite recently I rode an intense weekly “race” here in Asheville. Rolling along at a brisk pace my entourage became frisky as decisive climbs approached.  Twitching nervously, gripping their handlebars tightly, shoulders tensed, deft reaches for water bottles and food I thought about what mental...

Night and day – Night

Night and day – Night
Night and day – Night Quite recently this opinionated cyclist was confronted with a query – night or day? A rather simple question asked capriciously caught me off guard, thus I failed to summon a response worthy of said opinionated cyclist. My ability to delineate an opinion was curtailed from...

Journal Entry #2 – Routine

Journal Entry #2 – Routine
The image most people probably have of professional cycling is of riders climbing the Alps, or cruising through the fan-filled streets of Paris.  The chance to ride in the professional ranks certainly has it’s benefits, however very little time is spent sightseeing or doing what we please when...

Mind Over Matter – Adverse Weather

Mind Over Matter – Adverse Weather
I wake this morning to the sound of gentle rain, a thick fog chokes our abode in dewy mist, a supple breeze blows through rustling the leaves – the time is 6am.  My nose picks up a faint scent of fresh coffee as I rise from the bed in a sedative state.  Consuming coffee 1# for the day,  I find...

Il brew magnifico

Il brew magnifico
Current ride time : 4hrs50min Location: Mt. Mitchell summit 6800ft Coffee makes me happy The Sun beating down, bathed in salty sweat, my open jersey fluttering in the breeze, my legs rhythmically turning over the pedals.  Speeding along scenic Blue Ridge Parkway I approach the 6700ft summit of Mt.Mitchell....