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Monthly Archives: July 2020
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I rode on Wednesday with a couple of old friends, guys I’ve ridden dirt with since I started riding dirt. Feeling strong, I hit some of the hills pretty hard, but we also just sat and talked sometimes. The ride … Continue reading
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Flat Out Riding
Since getting back on the MTB post-surgery, my mind hasn’t quite been in the game. It’s been hard to relax, and I’m too cautious, with the caution kicking in involuntarily at bad moments. Consequently, I’ve fallen a few times at … Continue reading
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Tennessee Williams Humidity
Wearing wife-beaters and bellowing “Stella!” at the bottom of each hill, we rode the Preserves last night. Eye-burning freshets of sweat gushed from below our helmets. Hordes of deer flies chased us through the woods. Our tires spun freely on … Continue reading
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