Author Jenny Oh Hatfield
After last weekend’s disappointing DNF, I just wanted to do a fast and flat permanent that would help restore my spirits; the Baylands 101k ride down in the South Bay was just what I needed. TBO and I zipped along the multi-use paths and even had a surprise encounter with some woolly friends in the Coyote Hills Regional Park! Read More
Sidelined by an IT band injury during 3CR last week, I’ve had a lot of time to think about randonneuring these past few days — and what it means to me. When I decided to give it a try last year, I was attracted to my romantic notions of this sport: adventuring on the open road with like-minded comrades enthralled with exploration, thus pedaling for miles astride a beautiful steel bike with its bespoke accoutrements. Flipping through the pages of Bicycle Quarterly, I was lured in by photographs and articles that helped conjure up an idyllic past that could be lived vicariously in the present-day; for me, randonneuring could teleport me back to the era of wool jerseys and weathered leather saddles. Read More
Well, this is certainly not the ride report I thought I’d be writing today; I figured I’d still be out on the road pedaling towards SLO right now. But for all the training and prep one does for a big ride — you realize you can’t anticipate everything that might happen.