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Here's what it's about. Riding with friends on the regular. Pushing each other. Encouraging each other. Making fun of each other. Having tons of fun. These ladies have…

EDITOR’S NOTE: This is the final in a series of my bike ride from San Francisco to Carlsbad. Morning sunlight cast a soothing, comforting glow upon downtown Santa Barbara…

There are too many of them to put on a poster or on the side of a milk carton. And it's not that they were taken, or that they ran away, it's that they never existed. And…

As I said on the Paceline yesterday, I believe sports are just character-driven narrative, and since I spent so much time breaking down the men's Tour on that show, I was…

Life is charmingly strange sometimes. For example, here are some seemingly disparate facts of my existence that converged recently and begat the interview that follows. …

EDITOR’S NOTE: This is the fourth in a series of my bike ride from San Francisco to Carlsbad. A full moon neared dipping behind the Western horizon, lighting up the…

Background: We had little resources for bike gear…after all it was college days.   Lance, my buddy and main training partner bought a pair of expensive shorts. He saved…

ESPN released their two-part, three-and-a-half-hour Lance Armstrong documentary, Lance, in 2020, but I just got around to watching it on Netflix. Maybe it just arrived there.…

I'm fond of saying that the bike is as near to a panacea as humanity has yet discovered, good as a treatment for both individual maladies and societal problems. Here's a…