I took my girls camping in Colorado back in July, still impervious to the emerging patterns of my life. Under this life’s new rules, all my races in the year 2024 are undone before they start—most often in surprise attacks by an odd menagerie of wild creatures. My inaugural Louisville Classic was nearly undone by … More Summer 2024: Don’t Pet the Moose
This won’t be your typical summery Solstice race summary—because this year (spoiler alert), I only made it 10 miles into my favorite 100-mile race. This Solstice 100 was, by all accounts I heard, another gem of a Joe Billesbach dry course—with lots of minimum maintenance roads, plenty of pit-stop options, and an ADHD-friendly absence of … More Solstice 2024: The Way Things Unused to Be
In 10 years of racing gravel, I’ve never known where to fit Oklahoma. The Mid South tempted me toward Stillwater each March, but I knew the horror stories. Red mud deep enough for every letter of murder. Chains chewed. Derailleurs gargled and spat. Some springs: hypothermia. Couldn’t I just believe Oklahoma’s brutal history without sticking … More Mid South 2024: The Durability of Joy
Dirt Tan Bike Club 