There’s nothing quite like the pain on the trainer – all-out leg searing, lung burning pain – and, no more so than during a bike test. Last week was bike test week, where I…
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It’s no secret that I love cycling. It’s my happy place… where my worries disappear, where my best ideas spark, where I feel most alive. What else I love about it: it’s (relatively) portable.…
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My obsession with Girl Talk resumed last week. This mashup musician’s All Day mix got me through hours of intervals last winter… and, after listening during Saturday’s early morning spin before my flight to Phoenix for IMAZ,…
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Nick and I squeezed in one last outdoor ride on November 2, just a few days before winter appeared and the temp plummeted to 17 degrees (I’m already questioning our sanity for living here…
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This is the third post in the series, on the trainer. The trainer doesn’t have to be boring. Sure, it’s not quite the same pedaling through beautiful countryside in the summer sunshine, but it…
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This is the second post in the series, on the trainer. I still remember putting my bike on the trainer for the first time; I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, and…
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This is the first post in the series, on the trainer. Winter is in full swing… and, even though I’m longing to bike outside, it’s actually blizzarding; the wind’s howling, the snow’s drifting and…
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If there’s been anything positive about having a stress fracture, it’s been this solid two-month bike (and swim) focused build. I’ve spent a LOT of time on the trainer… currently around eight hours a…