think about winning.
it’s a twisty world. shit’s always in the way – stairs, benches, walls, curbs, hair. jump over it all and spin around and make your Continue reading think about winning.
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
it’s a twisty world. shit’s always in the way – stairs, benches, walls, curbs, hair. jump over it all and spin around and make your Continue reading think about winning.
I saw an image of Chad over at http://cyclisme-cb.blogspot.com from the 2011 Paris-Brussels. He finished 97th. Results here: http://www.cyclingnews.com/races/parijs-brusssel-paris-bruxelles-1-hc-2/results. Image source: http://cyclisme-cb.blogspot.com/2011/09/paris-bruxelles-2011.html.
From: kipchoge johnny, johnny, johnny, You’re still at it an so am I. I can see the latest from you right here, and you can Continue reading The Ginger Ninjas
Around the same time I was sipping whiskey on a beach in Ireland, my buddy Guz was in France riding further that he ever thought possible. Continue reading Some AZ-DC at the P-B-P
One in from Lukas: We are throwing a bit of a throw down here in Southern Utah. The likes of which have never happened before. Continue reading Mooseknuckler Cycling Alliance
Ok just so I clear some air with a lot of questions that I get before and after the Leadville Trail 100 MTB race. I Continue reading What to Drink?
(Las Vegas, Nev.) Sept. 13, 2011 – Imagine one of the largest one-day cash purses in mountain biking history. Sinuous flowing single track trails though Continue reading $30,000 Cash Purse at 2012 Whiskey
I got out a few times over the last week or so. These pics are at least 10 days old, but what the hell. Spent Continue reading Ride
I kicked off this last weekend by heading over to the release party of the Safety is Sexy Calender featuring The Belle Starrs. Few things Continue reading Safety is Sexy Calender
Ten years on, it hasn’t gotten much easier to get my head around the brutality and tragedy of that Tuesday morning. I’ve been blogging on Continue reading Nine Eleven
Look, I know it’s been said before, but I’m going to say it again, and probably again next year. Phillipe Gilbert? Fucking Baller. Don’t even Continue reading Re-balling…