I planned and then I rode. And it was pretty much exactly what I was expecting. The first 10 (or so) miles were ridiculous. Crazy roads and crazier drivers. I always had a little bit of room but the cars were zipping by until I got to the other side of the Southwest Freeway. […]
It’s January 1st, so what better thing to do then to throw Toby in the trailer and ride about 20 miles.
For the second time, I rode as a ride marshall for the Cystic Fibrosis Cycle For Life. Taken right from their website: “This unique event empowers participants to take action and demonstrate their fight in finding a cure for cystic fibrosis in a tangible, emotional and powerful way.” I remember riding this route for the
Do I even know what that word means? I’ve been known to be the guy that’s always on the move, from one project to the next, often double booking myself and running from one appointment to the next. It was difficult to maintain the commitment to ride every day during MS Awareness Month this year, but
After my last lesson, I was driving home and realized that I had not ridden my bike today. I immediately created a list of reasons why I couldn’t get my bike ride in during the last few hours of the day, let’s call them excuses. So, then I compromised with myself — okay, just ride
I took a class back in 2015 and one of the first topics of the class was Self-Compassion, you know — giving yourself some room and cutting yourself a break. I think that people, in general, tend to be pretty hard on themselves… I’m not sure if it’s our society and the rise of social
Today was a pretty busy day. I’m in the middle of writing an Enlisted Performance Report (EPR) for one of my troops, which is a pretty extensive process. It’s never really done, so the work is always there… waiting for the next revision. As soon as you write a good line (we call them bullets),
Today was a short ride, but it was a tough one! Toby is getting very comfortable in the Toby-Trailer, of course–who wouldn’t love being hauled around in a chariot? Yesterday, we went up Pleasant’s Valley Rd, which is a pretty busy road and I wanted to see how T would react — he was fine.
Today was the first time I rode with Toby on a pretty scary road. Pleasant’s Valley Road is no joke. Cars come zipping down and there is practically no shoulder for most of the way. So, today was a big day as I took Toby down the leg that we’ll be riding on our big
