As I took the first pedal stroke, I looked up at the mountain before me. As I began to roll, … Continue reading The Essence of the Mountain Pouring Into My Soul
After a winter full of cycling and no signs of an off-season followed by cycling and hiking adventures, a much needed break simply had to be taken. Back home again, I watched as the short summer seemed to be slipping through my fingers. I had not been on my bike in what seemed like forever. I started to long for a ride. Continue reading “Cycling Without Numbers – Only Open Roads”
Don’t give up on yourself. No one else has.
If you read my post ‘Saying Farewell to the Silver Strand’, you will recall that I was quite happy about the progress I had made riding the flatter, faster routes. I was super excited that I had really started to become comfortable riding on my husband James’ wheel. I have done a lot of riding with him over the years, but the winter of 2016 was the first time that I had really been able to stick so close to him so much of the time. My Silver Strand post was a celebration of this accomplishment, and also a bit of a sad goodbye to sunny San Diego. Continue reading “Don’t Give Up On Yourself”
I never thought I would be fast at anything that required physical ability. Before I started riding a road bike, I had no idea that I had an athletic side to me. I spent a good part of my life completely uncomfortable with my physical being. I wouldn’t have dreamt that I would be pedalling hard, sucking wind, and pushing my limits to keep with the wheel in front of me. There was a time when I couldn’t possibly have imagined feeling fast and fierce. What I didn’t realize that the seemingly impossible things can become reality. Continue reading “Saying Farewell to the Silver Strand”