Me and two teammates drove to Echo, Oregon on Friday in the early evening, stopping briefly in Hood River to enjoy some Double Mountain love. We arrived in Echo around 9pm with some hand scrawled directions that said things like “take a left after the air strip and the windmill, a right just a[...]
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Letting go…
What does it mean to me, to let go? I’m a control freak, I’m a perfectionist, I scare easily. And yet that’s not who I want to be. I want to let go. At the same time I also tend to trust my gut, listen to my intuitive, I have become impulsive… but I am [...][...]
Mountain bike FAIL; Lacamas Lake FAIL
While I’ve had a lot of janky bike moments on the trail in the past (“oh you appear to be missing two of your chain ring bolts”), I’ve never actually been forced to turn around because of them. Well, there’s a first time for everything. The weather didn’t look pre[...]
Ode to Forest Park
When Brett was killed, I rode my mountain bike in Forest Park. When me and A broke up, I rode my mountain bike in Forest Park. And, now, today, I rode my mountain bike in Forest Park through a few inches of slippery rutted mud on fire lane 5, giggling as I almost went over the edge [...][...]
Happy Thanksgiving
Things I am thankful for: my mountain bike, sunshine and single track. I took The Merlin out yesterday for the first time since cross season started, and it was glorious. Down right spiritual. I was beaming, smiling like a maniac, and I had this overwhelming feeling that life wasn’t too bad af[...]
Short Track, a look back and look ahead
Last night was the final short track race of the season. I was early, as usual and got in 3 full laps of the course for my warm up. The dirt was rough and deep on the motocross section, the grass section was tight, twisty and narrow, and the start loop was wide open and smooth. [...][...]
11 hours of fun, 37 hours of hell
Despite 90 degree temps, we headed down to Bend to mountain bike and try to catch some of the Cascade Classic. We stayed at our usual spot that gave us easy access to Phil’s, since I had a huge hankering to finally ride Mrazek since our last failed attempt. Unfortunately for us, every single m[...]
Short Track kicked ass wooo!
When I casually skim my blog from the last year, I see a lot of “race FAIL”, “taking a break!”, “racing sucks”, “I am slow” headlines. Well, not today, dammit! I raced last night, and I raced my ass off. That was my only goal. Race hard. Keep it steady[...]
Crappy knees, weddings, and floating
Where to start? My desire to race is lessening daily; I was basically just “training” for an 8 hour MTB race on July 4th. Lots of long rides. Some intervals, but mostly endurance and hill climb intervals. Then 2 weeks ago I went dirt biking (moto) on Mount Hood and dumped the bike no les[...]
Birthday weekend!
I was both excited and terrified of this weekend; for some reason I had decided it would be a great idea for me to take up dirt biking (of the motorized kind). So J and I hatched a plan to adventure back down to Bend Friday night for a long weekend jammed-packed with as much [...][...]
