Coffee and catholicism
I just made the afternoon pot of coffee, which is usually “afternoon” in name only, as we basically wait after...
The road is never dull
A bike ride through the hills of Rensselaer County is never dull. A few days ago it was punctuated by...
Short but memorable
That was today’s ride — short but memorable. The weather is what they keep calling “unsettled,” which means sunny, rainy,...
The world has a smell
And it is Glade Lilac Air Freshener. Except worse. More lilac-y. A little bit of lilac goes a long way,...
How did I get lost in Ballston Lake?
Well, “lost” is an exaggeration. Let’s just say I was on my bike in a place I hadn’t ridden before,...
Why does wind hate me?
Seriously. I’m getting in the miles again this week after last week’s Atrophalooza, in which my previous week’s training gains...