Two weekends ago I laid on a table, knees dangling, back arching for seven hours to get my knees tattooed. If I wasn’t a cyclist, I don’t think my body or my mind would have had the stamina to last. In seven hours, I can ride 100 miles unassisted. This was a different pain but…
Imagine being on a fixed-geared bike on a velodrome track, knowing that if you tried to stop pedaling, you’d flip over your handlebars and probably hurt yourself pretty good. That’s what Chris told us as he taught us how to ride on the velodrome track with our fixed-geared bikes. The sun radiated off the track…
The Red Rocks Gran Fondo was a 62 mile bike ride with two timed climbs. It was a smaller event, only about 300 or so people participated. Jessica and I got a coupon at the Colorado Bike Expo back in May and we were able to save $50 on the event. I’m glad we signed up…
Dear Deadbeat, At the Red Rocks Gran Fondo last Saturday, I realized what’s on the inside of you will come out, eventually. Whether that be sadness, happiness, anger, or fear, we all have things in our lives that inevitably makes us who we are. Some people have poison within them. Let’s be honest, we probably…
The Bob Cook Memorial Mount Evans Hill Climb is a mouth full to say, but what an amazing ride. Starting in Idaho Springs and climbing all the way up over 14,000ft to the summit of Mount Evans, this hill climb takes riders up the highest paved road in North America. There are two races, a Gran Fondo,…
I’ve spent the past few days reflecting on my experience with Ride The Rockies, not only as a newbie, but as a female cyclist participant. The six biggest lessons I learned from this event is pushing yourself out of your comfort zone forces you to grow; strangers can be trusted and can be helpful; inclusivity…
Greg The Giant pulled me for 20 miles today. All that pulling of random strangers these past four days finally gave me the karma I deserved. Greg told me he plays a “close the gap” game with people on the road. I do this too. It helps pass the time and miles. Well, Greg told…
Today and yesterday’s fierce climbs prove that there is only “do” or “don’t,” there is no “try.” I saw that phrase spray-painted while pushing up Independence Pass yesterday, and for the rest of the ride, that’s all I could think about. When we say we are going to “try” to do something, we set ourselves…
The first and only sexist comment of the day happened 20 miles in to today’s ride. I’m still baffled that people still use “girl” as an insult. I was passing a group of men and said, “I your left” as we climbed up this hill. As I pushed them, one of the men said, “dude,…
I tried to ignore the burn running through my thighs as I pushed and pulled each pedal up a false flat during the women’s training race put on by Jon Heidemann at Peak to Peak. This was only a training race, but I could feel the competition like the lactic acid in my legs. Jon…