The Color White
I saw the Black Crowes in concert some years ago, and as the band swung into their first number, Chris Robinson casually strolled onstage wearing…
Velominati Super Prestige
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Youth
I’ve never been afraid of imitating my heroes, they always seemed like the best examples available and as a student of life (as every child is)…
Dead Tired
Before I make this about me, as I always do, I want to give credit to Roberto Ballini, who is pictured here sunning himself against…
Inanimate Objects
I have a love-hate relationship with inanimate objects. I appreciate them for their utility, but I genuinely have no patience for their insubordination. Take, for…
Patience
It’s been about a month since I’ve last been on the bike; I can’t recall the last time I went for such a dry spell.…
Winter
As Cyclists, we are uniquely subjected to the changing of seasons. The green canopy of forest that we ride through in Summer gives way in…
La Vie Velominatus: The Joyride
There are very few experiences as incredible as riding a bike; the wind in your face, the sensation of generating speed under your own power, the…
The Good Wolf
One evening, an elderly Cherokee brave told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “my son, the battle is between…
An Open Letter to Drivers
I imagine that unless you’re a Cyclist, it is quite difficult to understand what it’s like to ride a bicycle on the open road amongst…
The Quitter
The truth is that I’d been thinking about quitting for the best part of forty-five minutes. Round and round I went on that track, every…
Body Dysmorphia
I am thrilled to announce that for the first time in my life, my chest measurement is smaller than my hip measurement, an accomplishment I’m not…
Look Pro: Pre-Ride Afficionado
My office is organizing a holiday 12K run, an invitation to which I replied that one is only to engage in running when one is being chased,…
Celeste
In grade school, a teacher once asked me to name my favorite color, a query to which I responded with the only logical answer for any prepubescent…
The Liberty of Suffering
The bicycle has always been a symbol of Freedom. Not just for us as children, extending the boundaries of our stomping grounds by an order…
Truth and Fiction
There is nothing more disappointing than discovering the truth behind a myth or spotting the mortal behind a legend. This is why I make a point never to…
(Re)Discovery
I’ve lost a lot of things that were, at some point or another, dear to me. At times, I’ve even cast them away deliberately, either…
The Cleansing
After a night of sinning, the body must be cleansed. -The Prophet, Eddy Merckx After a week away in Atlanta for business, I feel thick and…
Something Beautiful
Despite the proclivity towards being all-knowing that comes as a consequence of my being Dutch, the most beautiful things in life are discoveries that come…
The Roundness of Being
Evolution doesn’t really seem to be part of the picture anymore, at least not where humans and our direct reports are concerned. We control an…
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Out of Darkness
The dark makes everything worse; something primal awakens in us when the sun has gone and we are wrapped in the black cloak of night.…