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Night rider

My last post was full of anxiety. Full of self-imposed pressure that was slowing sucking the enjoyment out of one of the most enjoyable things I’ve ever known: riding my bike. I was worried that I wasn’t “training” long enough, hard enough, or often enough to be ready...

Mind games

A week ago I walked into my office and like I do every morning, I change the number on my whiteboard…the number that counts down to the London to Paris ride. That morning, I changed it to read 120. Something about that number stunned me and honestly, I haven’t had a...

Bike lane ends

I’ve been planning this for about a month. Driving different routes on the weekends. Getting the Cannondale ready. Waiting for the weather to break…just a little. And finally, this week I started commuting to work on my bike. This is not a ride out on my Seven…a...

Reality

Today I filled out forms for the London to Paris ride. And although I have had this trip planned for a few months, the reality of insurance forms and medical questionnaires gave me a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Judging by the questions, it’s pretty obvious...

Woman

I took a spin class tonight, taught by Cat 1/Pro female racer Kristen Meshberg. It wasn’t in some fancy gym, but in a brick warehouse building in the West Loop in Chicago. I entered the huge elevator with my bike and my trainer and hit the button for the third floor....