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...
What is it about this winter that is making it seem endless? I grew up in Chicago. I’ve been through winters much colder, much snowier. How has this become my winter of discontent? What is it? Perhaps it’s because I have felt tortured all winter with images posted...
I didn’t sleep well last night. I awoke this morning haunted by memories of weird dreams… memories which lingered throughout the day today. Right before I got on my bike tonight I tweeted “ok let’s sweat and exorcise a few demons.” Little did I know… I...
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....
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...
