TCI Friday

I was talking with Stevil about a possible future project. We don't really know each other, so we were just trying to see if we had enough common mental ground to "work"

TCI Friday

I kiss my wife, pat the dog on the head, and tromp down the stairs to the basement. My bike shoes are there. My helmet is there. All the gloves and hats and warmers. The

Escape Velocity

Nothing was green, and now everything is green, seething with greenness. The trees breathe, their leaves holding down the warm air. A breeze flutters them. They exhale again.

TCI Friday

Patrick and I were talking on yesterday's Paceline about buying a bike for a kid. I'm in the process of getting my 16-year-old, who has outgrown his current bike, a new set

A Dram-edic Reenactment

My apologies for the graphic nature of this photo. I am aware that male politicians of every stripe lose their jobs for sending images like this to people who don't want

TCI Friday

If you've been listening to our Paceline podcasts, you've heard me talk about some older bike gear, a Walz wool hat and a pair of SIDI mountain shoes, that I love, not only

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