Op-Ed

The future is a funny thing. It comes whether we want it to or not. It brings things like our first bike, college graduation, sometimes marriage and kids. It also brings…

It all began, my seemingly endless affair with cycling, with one ride. Living two blocks from the beach in SoCal, I decided cycling would be my go-to fitness fix…

As the years roll past faster and faster, my eating habits have taken some dramatic changes. These days I wake up, have a cup of decaf coffee and head to my substitute…

Just a few years ago, as they were about to celebrate their 30th birthday, I tossed my first pair of Shimano SPD road cleats in the garbage. I got them in 1990, at…

I’m not sure when I came to devilishly devour extreme heat on my bike. It very well could have been many, many moons ago when I ventured out to the desert in Borrego…

I never really understood the concept of living in the present. Then, just a few months before their 50th wedding anniversary, my Dad experienced what they called a heart…

The Tour de France is as much a parade of chaos as it is a bike race, a testament to the P.T. Barnum maxim, "Nothing draws a crowd like a crowd." And this year's version was…

Rolling on down the highway, again — the same old highway I rolled down yesterday, and the day before, and will probably roll down again tomorrow — it strikes me that this…

Like an expert tracker I can sense if new logging has begun by looking at the road conditions. The more packed down the gravel the more likely serious work has started deep…

Let's hear it for our man Raz's first TCI Friday! Read hard. Comment harder. Happy Friday. - Robot To most people I call it my annual kick off the summer ride. To my…