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Night rides. I love them. Since my first night ride many moons ago I ride when it is a full moon. I ride other nights also, but this is mostly about…

As much as I pine for crazy adventure and worry I'm never going to get to all the Earth's finest mountain biking spots, I gotta represent my New England home sometimes. I…

Life is full of weird turns. I first published this piece in July of 2013. Jennifer, the subject of this piece, and I connected a short time after she finished her tour…

I tend to talk a lot about bike shops here, and that might be because a lot of my living depends on the health of the bike shop as a business model. So, I want to own my…

Rolling down my driveway under dark, gray skies with a 40-degree breeze blowing right down my neck and watering my eyes even behind my fogging sunglasses, I wonder how in the…

Once upon a time I traveled for work. In one particular city, I would call a friend and we would ride. It was great. She knew the roads, I did not. She rode well. I could…

A flash back: I'm at home. On the couch. The kids are in bed. The wife is watching TV. I'm combing through eBay's endless stupidity for things I don't need and probably won't…

Mark Cavendish won his 35th Tour de France stage during this year's event, passing Eddie Merckx as the biggest ever stage winner. There is an odd feeling that in some way,…

My fitness is a bird in hand. It twitches and frets and wants to fly free. I hold it, while I can, but I know I have to let it go, to fly or roost, to feed on whatever scraps…

You might have seen this. It went viral. At first, I thought, "Yeah, bro. Good one." But then as I thought harder about it, I thought, "Hell yes." This is exactly the sort of…