by | Oct 7, 2014 | Cycling, Food, Sports, Writing
There is no other way to say it. Running sucks. I seriously don’t understand the concept of a runner’s high or the euphoria of the ten mile run. When friends run, they go to other places in their mind, places of peace and joy. I find joy in a bottle of wine and...
by | Oct 6, 2013 | Cycling, Sports
My first tri was amazing. I set a goal and I reached it. My naiveté fueled me, my exuberance sustained me and my training prepared me. My second tri wasn’t as successful. I can sum up the experience with the F expletive. I muttered it several times throughout the...
by | Jun 16, 2013 | Cycling, Writing
Two years ago, when I fell during the 600 mile AIDS lifecycle from San Francisco to Los Angeles, I thought it would be hard to get back on the bike. I was scared, sore and maimed…with 21 stitches stretching from my eye to my cheekbone. But I got back...
by | Jun 10, 2012 | Cycling, Random Musings
Some people take pills. Some people drink. I cycle. Last year I trained for several months to complete the 600 mile Aids Lifecycle. Yesterday, was the anniversary of the ride and as I look back on my past year of riding, it has been a much different experience. Rather...
by | Sep 25, 2011 | Cycling, Sports
Day Five…RED DRESS DAY. Everyone wore red. And most of the gay guys wore tight red dresses…sequins, pantyhose, wigs… the whole nine yards. And most of them, with their lithe, perfect, model-esque bodies looked much better than women in dresses. It was a...
by | Sep 24, 2011 | Cycling, Sports
Day Three… SUNNY DAY. A beautiful ride. Wasn’t nervous getting back on the bike. Knew it was important to do so. Biked through vineyards and felt like I was riding backwards in time through The Grapes of Wrath. One of the hills on day three was called...
