Saturday, 4:00pm. Mile 272. The rain had started again. The sandy mud began building up. I could not get my heart rate to increase. My body temp was plummeting. I pushed onward, in almost a panic / manic state.…
Swimmer in Transition Posts
🎶 Gravel roads. Take me home. To the place. I call home. Emporia, Kansas. Prairie mamma. Take me home. Gravel roads. 🎶 I’m fascinated by our interaction with the surface of this planet. Where the rubber meets the road.…
I stopped riding. I stopped writing. The Depression brought me to a halt. 2021 Unbound XL. What a high. This is about the fall and the next 18 months of spiraling. Spinning out. Burning the clutch, lurching forward, and killing the…
My Leadville Trail 100 MTB journey started in the fall of 2019. There was some rumblings of a Leadville / SBTGRVL match up. We had just moved to the PNW and knew a mountain bike needed to be added…
I’m often reminded of how lucky I am. There’s something about flying that leaves time for introspection {and the oddity of craving ginger ale, anyone else?} I get to ride and race my bike all over the country. I…
In case you missed it: {Part 1 Here} We are dead people. We FaceTime Cynthia’s husband to ground ourselves. I mean, we are already on the ground, surrounded by a heaping trash pile of snacks. But we giggle cry…
I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to give each of those 357 miles traversed a proper write up, nor would anyone want to read the blow by blow of each of those memories that I get to hold…
As we, the collective gravel community, head towards Kansas, it’s natural to look back and reflect upon our journey to this start line. To look forward to predictions on how the day will unfold. To see the front of…
Getting back to my roots here, and dusting off the ole blog. After my first start line in quite some time, a race report felt right. Especially after this race felt _______. I’ll do my best to fill in…