Its not far past 2 weeks since I've left the sun drenched and Gelato fuelled shores of Finale... My brain has been desperate to cling to not only the golden vibe from cruising around this Italian gnar mecca, bu...
Wrap party time! Now back in the land of haze where its technically 'Unhealthy' to ride a bike outside (#cHub), its given me a bit of time to reflect on a seriously big EuroEnduro mission. So yeah, its a godzil...
Stage 15 of the 1998 Tour de France... A 189km Buffet of pain and suffering that included leg shattering beasts such as Croix de Fer, Telegraphe, Galibier, and a mountain top finish at Les Deux Alpes. It doesn'...
In the previous mega post updates where I deployed an outpouring of inner monologue on the experience of being a mid-pack amateur racing an EWS event, the focus was pretty much on feelings and thoughts from the...
When I set about designing Dirty Mega March I had envisaged smoking 3 days at Mt Buller, then with a robotic like symphony of athletic prowess thanks to my newly installed core muscles, I would spend another da...
Man, slow week... Yawn... Like, mega yawn. So, with nothing going down, I decided to turn on the main reason that I am still stuck indoors on the Wahoo and savagely convert it into blodder (blogging fodder, fuc...