A letter to mother
Dear Mom: I really love you a lot. I hope you know that. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be what I am today. Well, I guess it’s not …
Belgian Waffle Ride
A very serious post
By now you’ve committed to the Belgian Waffle Ride. There’s still time to turn back, but not really, because you’ve gravely overestimated your fitness and ability to suffer, and no …
NPR: raging Bull, chicks & spinning Major
Yesterday’s New Pier Ride: “Yo, Wankmeister…could you just once post something with less than 10,000 words?” Ok! Bull Seivert, raging nonstop at the front. NPR by the numbers: 70% never …
BWR bad news update
A second recon ride was held on Saturday. I wanted to attend, but had to go grocery shopping. Twenty riders participated. Two finished. It’s true, the twenty consisted mainly of …
Sometimes it’s hard to swallow your pride
Now is the time to just turn around and walk away. This ride isn’t for us. By admitting it now we will be branded cowards, weaklings, and complete frauds. By …
The dude on the bike
The sun did not shine. It was too wet to ride. So we sat in the house. And we felt like we’d died. I sat there with Sally, we sat …