Trialing

The past few weeks have shown a solid routine developing: A solid mid-week rip round the Second Ring Road.  The Second Ring Road is a thing of absolute beauty, not to mention there’s a whole segment that wraps its way around it in both directions. From this, you have two beautiful, undisrupted, and hotly disputed …

Rapid change

Riding in China is an active choice to face change. The seemingly permanent things in life, roads, buildings, and our environment, are constantly being uprooted, bulldozed, and hillocked. Nothing stays the same. The rides I took five years ago have faced constant modification and adaptation, correcting themselves to readily guide me through the ever-changing landscape. …

Quantitative

Strava, in many rights, is a wonderful tool. From your pocket, whether you use a dedicated device or run it off your phone, you can keep dizzyingly accurate stats of your physical activities. Obviously, this open-access quantification tool is a boon for cyclists. Because people that ride bikes, despite some efforts to conceal the fact …

Unbearable heat

Chengdu is a city of two seasons: Comfortable and Uncomfortable. Comfortable persists nearly year round and is divided in two. There’s Warm Comfortable and Cool Comfortable. Personally I prefer Cool Comfortable, but alas, I’m strung out in the less desirable season, Uncomfortable. Like it’s pleasant counterpart, Uncomfortable is also divided in two. There’s Cold Uncomfortable, …

These guys

In a much abbreviated repeat of last week’s monstrous 200km day, this week I found myself and a handful of friends taking on some of the lesser climbs around Longquan. I’ve ridden the area thoroughly and know it like the nooks and crannies of my chamois, but in a real first for myself, I was …

Bike mom

Every bunch ride has what I classify as the “bike mom”. The nefarious but vital services of a bike mom are similar to the pro peloton’s domestique but with a touch more care, coddling and attentiveness that comes in lieu of a support vehicle. It’s a role of planning, sacrifice, love and care. And it’s …

Nothing personal

Sometimes the things I think about then in turn choose to write about may seem a little course, grating and pointed in a way that might get you thinking “is he talking about me?” The short answer? Yes. The long answer? No, well, kind of, but not in the directed sort of way, rather more …