The Giro’s been glorious to watch this year, and I’m glad these guys have a rest day today because they are starting to look like god damn pygmy tarsiers. Image source: http://www.steephill.tv/2012/giro-d-italia/photos/stage-15/ Bloodshot eyes, shattered faces…it’s like they came straight off the battlefield. Shell-shocked. Stages 14 and 15 exhibited true grit and classic finishes. Andrey Amador, a name Read the full article…

There isn’t much left to be said about this year’s installment of the Whiskey Off Road that hasn’t already been said. I picked Cupcake up at the airport on Thursday night and we set out on a mission to Prescott. We were armed with nothing but a keg of beer, a couple gallons of whiskey, and Read the full article…

The Whiskey came and the Whiskey went, with shots of fine liquor and a dime well spent. It was last year’s event that I first met Dirty, knew at first sight that we’d be flirty. Hell, who wouldn’t be with a guy who gives Jim Beam, after blowing all his steam after that climb so mean? Now Read the full article…

While most of us were down in the desert 24 hour racing a couple weeks ago, a few DC affiliates were keeping it real back up here in the city at the Arizona Strong Beer Festival.  These were sent over today simply titled “Chicks dig Phat” Formenter always makes my day with his Friday posts. So Read the full article…

A little over a week has passed since Old Pueblo and I can finally wrap my head around the experience. My race didn’t go according to my plan but somehow turned out to be one of the most rewarding two days I have ever spent around bikes. We woke up Saturday to the most perfect Read the full article…

Another great little video from our friend Devon documenting the experience that was the 2012 24 hours in the Old Pueblo.  I’m sure glad Devon and his camera were there to remember all the stuff I don’t…

Let’s get it straight, everyone in here makes up the Drunkcyclist community. Contributors, readers, bloggers and tweeters, each providing unique perspectives that empower a movement. We live dissimilar lives with similar interests. Interests so rooted into our soul it produces that euphoric feeling which can’t be explained. We meet at the intersection of bikes and Read the full article…

Back in my college days I had a roommate that had a lot of IF bikes. All steel, all campy, and all with custom paint jobs. We didn’t dare touch them or even think about riding them. But this roommate also liked Guinness beer, a whole heck of a lot. Whenever he would get all tanked on that Read the full article…

Well, it’s January, which means it’s time for my yearly existential crisis. This existential crisis means I recently applied for a job in a bike shop. Looks like I’m going to get it, too. I won’t whine about it, I promise, but I want you all to know that I am doing this under duress. Read the full article…

There comes the time in all of our lives when we need to make the decision: to #occupybikeseat or not. Being a reader of this site, you’d think it’s an easy question right? WRONG! There is a bitch in all of us and today I feel like slappin’ a bitch and setting things right. This Read the full article…

These past two months have been busy for me, and while I am aware that the things I am dealing with pale in comparison to what others’ go through on a daily basis, I am rather happy that November and December are in the rearview.  School and other distractions got in the way of riding, Read the full article…

Being stuck at work when Cross Nats is going on next door is like having a white head that won’t pop. You’re so close to fun, yet something stands in the way of you from blasting out of there like a bat outta’ hell. Well, the weekend finally came. The beer flowed, the cupcakes were Read the full article…