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 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...
About eight years ago I went swimming with dolphins. Not in some theme park, but out where they live. I overcame my extreme anxiety about boarding a plane that only holds about 10 people and lands on the water because I felt this experience with the dolphins would...
I got in my car as usual this evening for the drive home, chose the music for the ride, and on auto pilot headed in the right direction. I travel on I-94 back into the city and as anyone from Chicago knows, the traffic is always heavy. As I switched lanes for my exit,...
