Race Anecdotes: The Bear After A Two-Year Hiatus

32 months ago, I ended my race season with the realization (and acceptance) that I’d never become a pro cyclist. And after all the bullshit that came with 2019, I thought, good riddance. Life was really fucking hard in 2019.

I remember telling Brittney that I was happy racing was canceled. It became toxic, a thing I stopped looking forward to. The loneliness of showing up to a…