TCI Friday

I'm a bad friend sometimes. Bruce had suggested we get in one last mountain bike ride before the big snow storm, the one swirling outside my window as I type.

Revelations

What was the day like when we discovered we loved cycling? I'll bet a hundy yours was like mine. A warm breeze blew, the sun shone in perfection, and as the

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