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 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...
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...
