Mellow Velo

Hard-Luck Cross

Posted on25. Feb, 2010 by KFullerF4.

Let’s just call it what it was: DNF
Archival post from December 14, 2010
In the moment you realize you can’t finish a race, your thoughts are lost in a bloated emptiness. Everything gets quiet for a moment as the sense of loss washes over you and the exciting sounds of cheers, claps and cowbells fade – [...]

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First Cyclocross Race, Part 2

Posted on23. Feb, 2010 by KFullerF4.

Or, the importance of heckling
Archival post from November 17, 2010

For months I have been immersed in my first season of cyclocross awareness, following it with great and increasing interest. It is not the names, results or rankings that I care about; those don’t mean anything to me especially when it seems as though the same [...]

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First Cyclocross Race, part 1

Posted on22. Feb, 2010 by KFullerF4.

Or, why the hell am I running and carrying a perfectly good bicycle?
Archival post from November 15, 2010

Misery loves company, but I had very little on Saturday morning at my first cyclocross race. Caught behind an early pileup after several people fell on a sharp, banked turn, I found myself off the back almost immediately. [...]

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A roadie discovers dirt on roadie terms

Posted on20. Feb, 2010 by KFullerF4.

Archival post from October 30, 2010

For the first time in my life, I distracted boys.
For 45 minutest this afternoon, I rode back and forth on a small patch of mowed grass behind a baseball field, oblivious to the legions of soccer moms and dads who descend on the YMCA fields behind my house each day. [...]

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