I can’t wait to tell you more about MTB Ayiti. About the sweat and the blood and the laughter and the tears and the confusion and the cheers and the parties and the dancing. Paths so steep it seemed impossible. Hot nights with mosquitoes, cold nights without showers, many nights without power. An endless supply [...]

In 2005 I wrote “Chicks Dig the Long Ball”, a short conversation in which my softball teammate Kath and I debated the virtues of the fat, soaring long ball versus, say, an opposite field triple. [Let the record show that I favor the opposite field triple although in 2005 I couldn't pull it off. In [...]

* * The cross-country course featured passovers, pass-unders, a technical section referred to as “Bagdad Highway” (don’t ask), a spirit-sapping grinder of a switchback climb called “Beatrice” (she’s not as nice as she sounds), and some wicked-crazy shenanigans through the rooted, twisting “Petite Perdrix”. The names of these sections sound nice when you say them [...]