I scribble about fumbling through these middle years of my life and about what makes my heart sing.
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I write because it’s what comes naturally for me. It’s how I process things, how I figure things out and how I savour experiences that I never want to lose.
I hope something here makes you smile – or maybe think about something differently.
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Sometimes lines that take the shape of a poem is a better expression. I can’t quite call these poetry yet, but it’s a work in progress.
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The head games of racing
Racing is pure madness. Madness, I tell you!! You sign up for a race months out with great excitement and ambition. In the days leading up to the race, the doubts start surface, and by the morning of the race, you are a wreck. At least I am. I have done a few races now,…
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Cranbrook Gravel Grind
This race was back in May, and in the days after the race my life was consumed with the two events I work for, the Mega Volt and the BC Bike Race, so I never got around to talking about it. The race experience was particularly special in that the whole weekend was so filled…
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Sometimes the win looks a little different
Racing bikes is hard: physically, mentally, emotionally. But damn, it’s fun. And every race, teaches you something. Every single race. A couple of weeks ago I headed back down to Dufur, Oregon to race the Gorge Gravel Grind. I’d been there two weeks earlier to attend Serena Gordon’s Special Blend Gravel Camp. It was nice…
