File this under “more cool stuff I’m going to miss”. I am in San Jose at Anti-Training Camp, gorging on carbs and fat, not a bicycle in site. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, XTerra Portland is set for August 15th out at Hagg Lake. Hagg Lake holds a lukewarm spot in the heart of every roadie who’s [...]

Last year, I was terrified of short track.  Terrified. Let’s not understate that, ok?  Frightened to the point of near-tears. I got my mountain bike a few months before the season started and had done some decent rides, but I was still wobbling around on the knobbies all tipsy style. Even the punk kids on Skuuts [...]

Short track. PIR.  My first mountain biking race.  Seventh mountain biking ride. I arrive late after a long debate as to whether or not I should even go.  No pre-ride. 10 minute "warm up". Go! Gun.  Pedal pedal pedal. Since I don’t know the course, I want to be in front so I can see what’s coming at me. Heartrate [...]

I did not TT today as planned.  I left the snow and sleet and rain to the hardmen and I followed my gut, which was following my heart, which was following my joy. I rode my new mountain bike in Forest Park with friends.  Then I went into the darkroom to do some printing. It was [...]

And Physics said, “Thou shalt not grab thine front break in a panic whilst descending. Particularly so when thou art descending quickly over a large tree root in the middle of the trail.” Blessed be the Word of Physics. Indeed. Such blasphemy invokes an epic battle – the struggle of momentum, deceleration, and center-of-gravity. [...]