It was too cold to ride this morning, I told myself. So instead of riding while Sal was at the groomer, I headed out to a familiar coffee shop near the Catalina Highway. This is where I insert the phrase “…behold the power of random conversation.” After parking myself at a table near the back […]
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The Mural Dog and I visited a place I’d only heard of while growing up here. In the past I would have cycled to this place (about 10 miles one way from my house), but decided to make it a stroll-and-discover walk with Sal. Our regular weekly trip to the Mercado was postponed due to
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“It’s not about the bike,” Lance Armstrong said and then gave that title to a book. The book was about his cancer journey and how bikes helped him traverse it. It also relates to a daily relationship with one’s bicycle. I’ve said it before that I’ve gone from hundreds of miles each week to (almost)
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Lately the bicycle has become an escape or a mechanism to move from place to place. Not at breakneck speed in Lycra on downturned handlebars. Rather, upright, more sedate and with the object of getting there and enjoying the trip along the way. Some call it “bicycle tourism.” Others call it boring because it ain’t
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They did it again. They managed to merge cycling with culture, food, dance, art and just about anything a community has to offer into a short ride. This time it was from north to south. Beginning in the Barrio Viejo neighborhood and leading participants to it’s terminus at 29th Street (or so). Along the way
As I start to collect and review my interests and skills, I’m finding that technology has wormed itself into just about everything. Over my life I’ve developed interests in photography, cycling and, most recently, writing. However, where I started was a vastly different playing field than exists today and I find myself playing a bit
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I’d only been relocated to Tucson and Southern Arizona for a month or so when the opportunity arose: a bike rally. I’ll admit that I am trying to find my cycling way since moving to Tucson. Yes, I’m just blocks from The Loop but really am trying to recover from several falls, the loss of
You read that right: a detox from being a Texan for 20-plus years. And that’s not a negative. Transitioning from anything is hard and a detox of sorts. I would compare it to any of these: Loss of a parent or pet. Breakup from a serious relationship. Job or career change or retirement. Aging. And
It was a usual quiet Sunday morning when my phone rang. “Hello?” “Hi. Say I am a day early for my group ride and thought I’d ask you if you wanted to go on a ride?” How spontaneous! “Sure,” I said. “Still have my bike gear on. When and where?” “How about now. I’m in
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It’s okay to follow patterns. Some think you get in a rut if you do the same things in the same pattern regularly. However, sometimes being a “regular “ at certain places is healthy. Lately I’ve become a creature of habit. That is, I’ve started to frequent some of the same establishments on the same
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