Tag: Old Dog New Tricks
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My Little Peloton
Sean’s left hand shot out instinctively to indicate caution. At a hairpin turn, one car up and one car back, his signal was as much for the cars as it was for us. Both cars slowed and then braked. Accident averted. And we continued pedaling. We weren’t sure what the addition of another rider would…
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Little Surprises
I was longing for a hot shower. The fantasy of this simple pleasure kept me focused for the last 10 miles of a grueling day. Arriving at the Costasnovasurfhouse ( yes, one word) I smiled to myself. A youth hostel. I should have known with a name like that. So when the sun-weathered owner walked…
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Be Strong
“Do you think we should pay attention to that sign?” Rick says just a little sarcastically as he pedals up next to me. “What sign?” I gasp, as I down-shift. He laughs. “Oh, you know, the huge one back there that reads, ‘Trail Closed’”. We had been training for our big ride across Europe for…
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Thank God for Naive Optimism
As I write this, I am catapulted back to 2016, when we were embarking on our two year adventure in Thailand. That first blog was so rosy and hopeful and so very naive. Frankly, if we had known more, Rick and I probably would have opted for a “safer” choice. Luckily, we did not and…
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