Op-Ed

In 2002, over an anguished lunch with my father at a Cajun restaurant, I asked him for a five-figure loan. He agreed, but he told me it was contingent on me talking my mother…

He’s called Retro Rick, but I have a few new nick-names for him after a recent ride. Rick “It’s not as steep or a long as it looks (steeper and longer actually).” Rick “Top is…

It's a thinky time of life, isn't it? Everyone stuck at home. Trying to work. Trying not kill their family. I don't know about you, but I'm erring on the side of too damn…

The mind searches, sealed corridors of the future, old traps from the past. I thread a ridgeline of the mind, the finished to one side and the yet-to-happen on the other.…

It's all going that way. The animating idea in cycling, after the mountain bike boom of the '90s, was a swing back to road riding, road racing, everything on pavement. A…

I have good news everybody. The presidential election is coming up, and whoever wins is probably gonna cure Covid-19, because that's what presidents do. Am I right?!?! No.…

My brother was the sort of character you could never quite figure out. He could say and do horrible things. He could be malicious and dumb. He was chaotic and unpredictable.…

It’s about the ride. It’s always been about the ride. See that one of a kind jersey in the photo above? I was part of its creation in 2001 as a staffer at Bike magazine. I…

I don't know how I arrived at a place where every bike I owned required a specific pair of shoes, but you can imagine I felt pretty dumb about it,. Now, obviously I am an…

Somewhere in the big bucket of drafts I keep, unfinished ideas, started and abandoned works of great genius, there is a long (way too long) exploration of why so many of the…