Sunday, 6:30 am alarm. Take care of the dogs, try to eat something. Prepare the bottles, pack the essentials. Bike in the car, iPod set to playlist “Sunday” – Led Zeppelin, Wolfmother, The Clash, Linkin Park, others – music that motivates me and timed perfectly for...
I grew up in a brick two-flat on the south side of Chicago. We were on the first floor and my aunt, uncle, and cousins on the second. Down the block were more cousins and friends who may as well have been cousins for the amount of time we spent in each other’s...
Earlier this week I finished a really long and intensive project at work. The two weeks prior had been especially crazy, exacerbated by the fact that for the final four days before launch date I was sick. as. a. dog. I took my team to lunch today to say thanks for...
I know two guys who ride bikes, and they are at opposite ends of the riding spectrum. One is a “soulful rider” (to borrow a phrase from Jeff Bean). The other is a Cat 1/Pro racer. My soulful friend, a long-time, experienced rider, would not be caught...
