Op-Ed

Happy Monday! Some of you have been reading me for years. You know me better than I do. Some of you have not been reading me for years. Lucky you! Maybe you only think of me…

Any shoe is a bike shoe once you slap it on a pedal, so in effect, I have a closet full of cycling shoes. That said, I'm a devotee of the tippy-tappy variety that attaches to…

When I looked up, the scene rising above me defied my understanding. The hillside held knotted redwoods, the gray of branches and trunks laced like teeth in gears. I couldn't…

I made a critical mistake. In bailing on a planned ride, I said, "I forgot I made a plan with my mom." It was true. I'd committed to helping my mother with a project. She…

I've ridden in rain and it made me tougher. At least, it made me feel tough. I've ridden in the cold and learned it wasn't so cold. I've ridden in the snow and found the…

We are very near the beginning of meteorological spring now. Time to throw the windows open and let the fresh air in. In cycling terms, a spring tune up is in order, even…

To be a sprinter is to be composed of dynamite, sewing needle and amygdala-free alpha urges. To a true sprinter, fear is cotton candy on the tongue of a child. They negotiate…

Life changed for us 365 days ago. I doubt you or anyone you know would have been willing to guess that the life you're living today was even possible. It was certainly beyond…

I got a new car, which is an odd way to open a column about cycling, but here we are. I got a new car, and that necessitates the acquisition of a new bicycle carrying system.…

We live in an acquisitive world. More stuff, bigger cars, larger homes, faster computers, we're implored by the advertisers to improve our lives with their hawked wares. …