There’s a silent, awkward reckoning that every mountain biker hits somewhere after their 45th or 50th birthday. It’s not usually marked by a catastrophic crash. It’s marked by a Tuesday. It’s the Tuesday morning after a standard Sunday ride, and you’re still moving like you have a steel rod in your spine. It’s the realization […]
Things took longer than I was hoping… but hey it’s better to start somewhere than nowhere. I’ve been ruminating over getting that first video post out… I even had a script which I practiced and then recorded over and over… and over and over and over and over… I had like 20 takes by the […]
The silence is hidden in the scream. Most people think Zen is a quiet room and a lotus flower. Real Zen is a 12% grade, a desert headwind, and a chain that’s screaming for mercy. It’s that moment when the physical suffering becomes so loud that the mental chatter finally shuts the fuck up. You […]
