The Everyday Athlete

When we moved to Portland, Sal started looking for people to ride with.  The Portland Wheelmen had rides leaving from our side of town, so he joined them for a few.  They were welcoming and friendly and, every once in a while, a pack of fast guys would show up so Sal could go hammer. Those [...]   Read More...

I am going to write this now, while I can still type. Because I’m pretty sure that tomorrow morning I will wake up unable to move my arms or use my trunk to get out of bed. Sal will have to spoon feed me my daily quota of broccoli and grilled chicken, while I wait to [...]   Read More...

Sometimes I think that the best part of having a blog might just be the search engine terms that people use to get here. For your entertainment (hey, shouldn’t you be working?) here are some of my recent favorites: “cyclocross i’m getting my ass kicked” “make a planter out of an old chair” (WTF) “how to meet...   Read More...

I spent most of 2007 waking up between 4:30 and 5:10am and heading off to Portland Adventure Bootcamp. I’d found the program by doing an internet search after hearing about the concept from a midwestern cyclocrosser. When I went that January, I was at the end of my rope. I was working 70-80 hours a week [...]   Read More...

Meeting Heather (sometimes affectionately referred to as “hg” on this blog) was an important moment in my cycling history - she was the first chick that I actually connected with in an exclusively “bike” setting. In fact, when I went to go meet her for the first time off the bike, I had to sit [...]   Read More...