by Arlyn on January 1, 2009
Donald’s stories about riding with his son inspired me to ride with my seven year old daughter. She’s asked me several times to ride together, but I never made it happen because I was worried she was more enamored with the idea than the actual riding. But after seeing all the fun Donald [...]
by Arlyn on December 27, 2008
On today’s ride, my odometer clicked past the 6,000 mile mark for the year. I checked google maps and it is 3,031 miles from my house in San Diego to Boston, MA. So, in 2008 I effectively rode my bike from San Diego to Boston and back.
I only drove my car 3,350 miles this [...]
by Arlyn on December 21, 2008
Today is one of my favorite days of the year. It’s the first day of Summer. Well, ok, technically December 21st is the first day of Winter, but it’s also the Winter Solstice.
For the last six months, the big blue marble we all live on has been slowly tipping away from the Sun, [...]
by Arlyn on December 11, 2008
What’s in a jersey? It’s just a small amount of synthetic fabric, designed to keep you from being naked while riding your bike. Cyclists love jerseys though; you see such a variety on the road.
Something interesting happens when everyone wears the same jersey. I first experienced it while riding for Team Climb On! – wearing [...]
by Arlyn on December 6, 2008
Oh man, I hate crashing. It always seems to happen the same way.
Step 1 – You notice something is going awry
I’m zooming down a dirt/gravel fire road, headed for the parking lot at the end of a very fun ride in Penasquitos Canyon. I accelerate downhill and am preparing for the turn at the [...]
by Arlyn on December 5, 2008
I was awkward and uncomfortable when I first started riding my new mountain bike. I didn’t seem to have very much control. For some reason I couldn’t turn very well and was nervous about hitting large obstacles. I knew deep down that my bike could handle it but I sensed that I didn’t trust it.
On [...]
by Arlyn on August 8, 2008
Back in February, I started shaving my legs. Yeah, at first it was a little wierd, but I kept on. Among the Descenders, clean legs are in the minority, but not by much. On my recent trip to the Tour de France, there was only a couple of guys with hairy legs.
So, I guess I’ve [...]