Heart Rhythm Medicine, Health, Cycling, Fitness.
This weekend’s Ohio Valley Cyclocross finale marked our family’s end to another great season of bike racing. The drenching rains made for true CX conditions. There’s just something about racing a bike through ankle deep mud that’s inherently uplifting. Math folks call such a common denominator. This pic of teammate and pal, Rachel Fagerburg sums [...]
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Whenever someone asks seriously why I keep a blog, it’s a struggle to find an answer. I really do not know exactly. It helps me learn…that’s true. (And I worship learning.) It makes me think about action verbs…No doubt. That people email and say that my words helped them…Yes, for sure. That I like writing. [...]
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The decision to write about exercise-related topics on Wednesdays wasn’t a coincidence. Across the globe, for cyclists’ with jobs, Wednesdays are frequently the training day. It’s that way here. So it is that I often write a Wednesday post immediately after what you could call a robust ride. Some say spirited, or heavy. You get [...]
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This week’s edition of Cycling Wednesday will be brief on science and data. It’s been a busy week for our family–in a very special way. (Disclosure: we are a cycling-mad kin.) Through some fortunate turn of events, Staci and I, and our best friends were asked to host a group of professional Belgian Cyclocross racers [...]
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I offer this post as an olive branch to the many who find my views of over-indulgence in exercise inflammatory. It’s important not to confuse my criticism of chronically inflaming oneself in the pursuit of something lofty as personal perfection, or knowledge of, or participation in the quintessential and most healthy of sport. My passion [...]
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Our Ohio valley cyclocross season isn’t over yet, but there are two outs in the ninth. This weekend, the site of the final act is Indianapolis IN. The short, cold and cloudy days of December mesh with the fatigue of year-long competition to deplete one of any remaining remnants of caring. Like 4 AM felt [...]
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