Whole body crouched. Head buried between arms. Hands gripping the back of the head. Face contorted in a pain-like expression. Eyes tightly closed. Mouth wide open as if shouting. The sound of groaning in the air, almost a whisper… almost not. Exactly how I was feeling.
(L-R) Chris, Doc Riz, Borj, me
Our plan to pedal all the way to U.P. Los BaƱos, to watch the Big Daddy Downhill Cup, got canceled as soon as Doc Riz found out where the race was going to be held. Main reason is we will surely get caught in the dark on our way [...]
I had to ride. I had too many rides canceled just this week due to a number of different reasons.
I felt the desperation yesterday. As soon as my 5-year-old left for school I was alone & it hit me suddenly — I should have prepared to go out for a ride. Timing is crucial in [...]
It was a Thursday night. The clock read 10:58 P.M.
With some prodding and negotiating I was able to secure a riding visa (from my wife) for the next day. Expiration is 10 A.M.
As it was late I sent a text message to a friend who I know would most likely be available to ride on [...]