grit

Of the many facets in my life that give me reason to feel gratitude, cycling keeps coming up for me. Who I was as a young person—deeply neurodivergent, madly…

Crater Lake. The Pacific Coast. Ghost towns in the high desert. That's cool, but how can you do so much riding alone? This question is usually followed by a…

The first thing to know is that the bucket leaks. That's the first truth. Pour yourself into it. Give it everything you've got. It won't stay long. Evaporation…

I was a lazy kid. I want that out front lest my parents read this and think I'm trying to pass myself off as some paragon of mental fortitude. I shirked with…