Why look behind at 2019, when tomorrow is unwritten? A quick look at my goals and plans…… Read More Hello, 2020!
Overtrained and trying to rekindle my mtb bike love… my journey to feeling the stoke again.… Read More The Art of “Not Training”
“Put your Big Girl panties on,” I tell myself. “The only way you’re going to meet more people is to get out there… no one is going to introduce you like the queen.” My friend, Tina, volunteers for the local mountain bike association and was going to work at their inaugural festival this last weekend. “A MTB… Read More Finding a Community: SDMBA Laguna Fest
Actually, it wasn’t love at first sight. I first road a buddy’s up at Mammoth Mountain; I thought the idea of running downhill on a 29er MTB was ridiculous… but it worked. It worked REALLY well. So I took the plunge, wheeled and dealed with my local bike shop and put a Santa Cruz HighTower… Read More New Bike Love
2017 is done… it was a big year. Huge goals hit. ❤ Here’s to more adventures in 2018! https://2017.strava.com/en-us/videos/e703329b70ecd8a119fd13fcf05edbdaaae115c6/
’tis the season for charging up the lights, catching the last few rays of the day and listening for coyotes and owls. That’s right! With the reduced daylight, I’m super grateful that high lumen lights are affordable enough to keep me mountain biking outside (as opposed to inside on a trainer… boring!) Bunnies hop along… Read More Lights Out!
With a bike. He was my first carbon race mountain bike. He was fast, he rarely broke down and he took a beating when I went past my limits. His scars are harder to cover up than mine. One of us evolved and started to need new things and the other couldn’t keep up. I… Read More Parting Ways
And not in the way that you’d expect. Here in Southern California, we’re experience another Santa Ana… where the winds from the desert blow towards the ocean. Today will be the 3rd day this week that we’re in the 100’sF (38C). Tomorrow, we finally dip into the 90’sF (32C). No, my house doesn’t have air… Read More Autumn Change Up
We all love it, regardless of sport… when we get a little Stoked. I really first learned about “being Stoked” when I took up surfing. After sessions where I would get pummeled by waves, held up just a little too long and wipe out more than necessary… it would come. No rhyme or reason. A… Read More In Need of a little Stoke
After driving for about an hour outside of San Diego, I hit Cuyamaka State Park. I was ready! My goal: a solid 4-5 hours of mountain biking. And then I realized that I left my CamelBack on the floor of the garage. Yup, all my water and fuel were no where near me… and all… Read More Kindness of Strangers