Road Race: Lessons in Humility

On June 17th, I competed in the Rockabilly Gran Prix road race: (2) laps around an 11 mile course. How'd I do? Well, I'll cut to the chase: I got my butt kicked by everyone, including an older rider, and then Mother Nature finished me off. There you have it! Thanks for reading! I could … Continue reading Road Race: Lessons in Humility

Pre-Race Rant

This Saturday, I'm doing my first road race at the Rockabilly Gran Prix. The kicker, at least for this 58 year-old, is that at 1PM when the lowly Cat 5's roll, it'll be 95°. UGH! I'm psyching myself up for it, and have done what I can to get acclimatized, but the heat really gets me. … Continue reading Pre-Race Rant

Wonders Never Cease

As a cyclist, most of my interactions with drivers are not pleasant. Sometimes I'm to blame. Most of the time I'm not. And typically, gestures are exchanged, expletives are shouted, tempers flare, and I thank God (literally) that I survived another idiot not paying attention, or worse, trying to prove a point. This morning, I had another … Continue reading Wonders Never Cease

TOSRV: Training 01

What's a TOSRV? TOSRV (Tour of the Scioto River Valley) is a 2 day bike tour in Ohio, May 20-21, that spans 210 miles, most of which is flat. This will be the 56th running of the classic and will be my 5th time cycling it, although with much older legs! Training The trick is, and … Continue reading TOSRV: Training 01

Lessons Learned from Coke Bottle Man

Many years ago, when I was a young cyclist, I thought I was fast. Maybe not "Tour de France fast" but darn close. Now remember, this was long before Strava & social media could set the record straight. The only test were races and training rides, both of which I had little experience with. Nonetheless, I was fast. As fate would … Continue reading Lessons Learned from Coke Bottle Man

Flavio Zappi: Inspiration to Train

Today, I had a tough workout. I'd logged a fast 54 on Saturday, did a moderate solo 30 miler Sunday, and with Monday being in the 70's, I jumped on my bike and logged a solo 35. My legs were like lead and climbing was a joke. Nevertheless, I pushed it when I could, trying to make … Continue reading Flavio Zappi: Inspiration to Train