The White Rim Trail continued to elude me up to the morning of our big, one-day jaunt through the Canyonlands National Park. I set my alarm for 4:00 AM the morning of (what we were calling) “Rim Job 2022” and was both nervous and excited for the long day ahead. …

I always get stuck between wanting to live in the moment and taking pictures and videos so I can remember what happened and then post it on social. I don’t do as much social media posting as I used to and that’s because social media is kind of lame. …

I was looking for a new monthly quote to write on my highlighter-green RoseArt whiteboard I’ve had since 7th grade. The board can only hold about one line of inspiration. …

Let’s start at the end and work our way backward. It’s easier that way. Or, at least I think it will be. I crossed the finish line solo. Chris was on a hill taking pictures. Marc was cheering for me. Jackky was on the sidelines clapping. I was relieved to…

One. Preview the race a day before and freak out about the sections that are dusty; that will force you out of your comfort zone, and will inevitably be your downfall. Only practice these sections twice before calling it a day. Go home and replay those sections all night: the…

The Morning Of I woke up from an okay night’s sleep. I’ve reached the age where I have to have a special pillow, a special body pillow I grip between my legs, a temperature in my room (62º F, please), and a bed that hugs me as I fall asleep. Without all that…

Lycra versus mountain bike shorts. The hotly debated topic of bikers. Or maybe it’s not that much of a debate so much as it’s a preference. Shredly wrote a post called, “Why do mountain bikers wear baggy shorts?” I read it because, well, I wanted to know. I wear lycra…

When it comes to riding solo, I’d really rather not. I don’t mind being alone with myself, listening to my thoughts, hearing nothing but the gears and maybe a bird or two. That’s fine. It’s the possibility of getting hurt and not being able to get help, mostly. I don’t…