Asleep at the Wheel Volume II

“It doesn’t matter if you’re sprinting for an Olympic gold medal, a town sign, a trailhead, or the rest stop with the homemade brownies. If you never confront pain, you’re missing the essence of the sport” – Scott Martin Bike racing is a fascinating thing that often stirs up a mixed bag of emotions on…

The Curse of the Athlete

I’ve been racing ‘cross now for 4.1839 seasons. I still get nervous the night before, and my heart still races well over 100 bpm on the start line. I still go out of the gate like a scalded rabbit, although I’ve learned how to tone it down a bit. My footwork is still ugly and I…

Bro.

I remember the moment I realized I was a competitor. I was five. I played in a basketball league at the elementary school every Saturday, and I was often the only girl. It never occurred to me that I was different. I got bloody noses just like the rest of ’em, and I scrapped for that ball like it…

Adventuring. That’s what I’ve been doing for the past few months. Unemployment is always an interesting way to pass the time, and new life opportunities tend to occupy each and every precious second we’re afforded. I walk Chico with a cup of coffee every single morning and still catch myself whispering, “What the hell am…

Stairway to Hell

Endurance– the fact or power of enduring an unpleasant or difficult process or situation without giving way. May was hard. She changed me. Hurt me. Helped me. May was also full of smiles and hearty laughter. Our community lost someone very special recently, and the last few weeks have been foggy at best. I recently came into a…

There are no words to describe the pain we’re all feeling. You had the most infectious smile. Your laughter was such a welcomed sound. You will be missed, friend. You will be missed. xo

PMBAR- Pretty Mad Because AHHHH RARRRR!

In the time its taken me to mentally recover from PMBAR, Rich Dillen has already blogged about it twice…maybe three times. People actually read his, though, and he’s definitely funnier than I am. Also better at bikes. Also better at consuming beer. And better than me at everything, really. But he took time out of…

She’s Calling

“One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature — inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we look into any of her operations that lie within reach of our minds, we learn that no particle of her material is wasted or worn out. It is eternally flowing from…

My life is a case study.

PHOTO BY KEVIN HESSLER OF ASHEVILLE CYCLOCROSS   I wanted to blog after Nationals. I really did. It’s all still smooshed into my brain, but I don’t have adequate time to construct my words about the bike race that smashed the podium. So, you get to read my grad papers. Ha. You’re a sucker if…

Marshall Mathers is My Spirit Animal

If I’ve learned anything in my 30s, it’s that time is ever so precious.  So much of our life is spent trying to fast forward time to one of the many “what ifs” we’ve created in our head.  We focus on those things we don’t have, what we want, and how we plan to get there….

It Takes a Village

Heads up.  This blog post might offend you.  We are hard-wired to screw up.  I’m not making excuses for us- it’s all quite scientific, man. “Some of our instinctive emotions have become extremely serious impediments now threatening our very survival. Let us focus on denial, tribal loyalty, revenge, greed, and procreation. Any attempt to control…