That smell. The smell of food stands and urbanization. It reminds me of a border town in south Texas that I visited as a child. Why am I pedaling my bike through a border town at night? What is this strange dream I’m experiencing. I can hear my labored breathing and th...
For me, the last day of the Break Epic was a fun filled race with lots of great people and some really awesome trails. I got to the start line a bit tired, but ready to give it my best and finish strong. I achieved these goals whole heartedly.
It’s not every day that you get to take your bike over 12,500 feet. Today’s race was all about expansive views, rocky descents and lots of walking.... LOTS of walking.
I thought that I would start the day situated in the middle of the pack. The start times for every in...
Today’s race was forty one miles chocked full of long strenuous climbs, flowing single track and streams galore. I had a bit of a rough day, but held in there finishing with a smile. For any individual who has not experienced mountain bike racing, especially a stage ra...
Today was a day full of sunshine and smiles from me. I didn’t listen too much to the negative thoughts that flew through my brain in the beginning of the race. I kept my pace, enjoyed the views, and most of all enjoyed the company.
To begin, I felt way better today. Radiant sunshine, stupendous trails, and great company got me through. Unfortunately, my feelings were still not enough to make up time against my competition.
The day’s race took part on a section of the Colorado Trail. I couldn’t he...
I’m reminded of a mountaineering proverb that I once read, “It doesn’t have to be fun, to be fun.” This statement definitely sums up today’s race. Slick mud, rocks and roots were the companions of the day as myself and about five hundred mountain bikers fought hard to...
What do you see when you look at yourself in the mirror? I’ve been asking myself this lately. Do I see an individual who my younger self would be impressed with? Do I see an individual who has hope that one day she may live up to her potential? For an athlete, these ar...
I've heard it said before, "If you're not winning, you're learning." The perpetual optimist in me wants to believe that this is as true a statement as any, and in the case of my most recent races, Fat Bike Worlds, I'd say that it is.
"I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; from where shall my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. - Psalms 121, 1-2
Then there was the counting of steps.* One, two, three.....seventy-five. During the Colorado Trail Race, I would get t...
