This past weekend was my “Birthday Weekend.” “Birthday Weekend?” You ask. Yup. You see when you’re married to KB she begins celebrating her birthday as…
There’s an exquisite pleasure linked to pain. Let’s be honest, as cyclists, we are all masochists. It’s the only logical motivation behind our insanity. There…
After Sunday’s beating, I thought it would be best to get out and spin the legs for a few hours. Nothing hard, just let things…
It would be reasonable to say that I am bruised and broken. Or at least it would be if I was a normal human being that could…
I first met Prattipus in February of 2002. I had just started working at Red Rock Bicycle Co. after returning from my LDS mission. This…
Goose pulling (also called gander pulling, goose riding or pulling the goose) was a blood sport practiced in parts of the Netherlands, Belgium, England and…
I’ve ridden the Green Valley Race Course exactly three times. Those three times have occurred in the last two weeks. I wouldn’t be lying if…
I’m fucking bald. I wasn’t always this way, but I’ve been hair challenged for over a decade meaning that my hairline retreated from the battle of daily combing…