I just got back from the bathroom, I had to vomit for a while to purge myself of this amateur bullshit. Don’t ask me why I Continue reading 10 Steps to Not Be a Post Ride Chode
Pat McQuaid has launched his re-election campaign as UCI president with a plethora of rhetoric and political hogwash. Go figure. “I am delighted to launch Continue reading A Bright Future for a Changed Sport
My man Dirty sent out this one via email earlier tonight. When I typed “business” in the title of this piece, I pretty much meant Continue reading I’m in the wrong business
The roads are free with plenty of tickle, each time I ride trying to remember my luck. To be able, to have the time, the patience, Continue reading It’s not the gear hot shot.
You know the feeling of discontent? The discontent that’s felt when you can’t seem to figure out what fulfillment is or find a little joy Continue reading Cupcake Hits the Road: Part ehh
USA Cycling is backtracking. Well, no shit… A February letter from UCI President Pat McQuaid to USA Cycling made it clear that rule 1.2.019, which prohibits all Continue reading UCI postpones enforcement of rule 1.2.019
Dearest USA Cycling, You’ve released a clarification of the “rules” for us mountain bikers to abide by and only one thing comes to mind; it’s a Continue reading A Drunk Letter to USAC
It was more than a decade ago, but I remember it like it was last week. I was sitting on an old cement stoop chatting Continue reading On being rich
George will start us off once again… (Transcript adjusted for relevance) Spring cycling used to mean something. It stood for biker attitude. Grimy faces and their torn up Continue reading Hey, don’t be a pussy.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, USA Cycling is fucking bullshit and you don’t need them. Our friend Barry tells the same Continue reading Everybody 1, 2, 3, “Fuck USAC!”
It takes a hundred miles of love to heal a mile of pain. – Ben Harper Like many of you, I self-medicate with the bicycle. Continue reading Therapy
So I woke up 2 hours before my alarm, it’s 3:00am. Trying to figure out if I have the pre flight gitters, or just excited Continue reading Old Pueblo Old Pueblo, How I Long Thee.