Well… I ride quite a bit, but I’m not fast, hardcore or an elite racer… just your average, everyday rider who loves bikes. I can’t give you advice on diet, training, technique or anything else to send you to the top of the podium, but I can write about what I got and what I ride.
I don’t have super high-end stuff, so if you’re in the middle of the road like I am – budget-wise – then maybe I might be able to share some of my experiences with you.
I also love to share ride reports, the occasional race report and shoot iPhone photos (which I post on Instagram under “dionridesbikes”), so I hope you enjoy those, too.
Thanks for browsing my blog!
NOTE: I do not receive free product from any company nor do I get paid by any company for any product I review. Unfortunately, I pay for all the stuff I talk about. So, there are no biases when it comes to my write-ups. I truly hope that I can provide the low-down and dirty skinny on products with true, real-world testing from daily riding. I hope in some way; my ramblings can help you make an informed decision.
Taking up Road Riding After My Broken CollarBone
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 7, 2018
After I shattered my collar bone while riding mountain bike last fall, I decided that I needed to come up with a way to stay in shape while healing.
For the first several weeks of recovery, the recumbent exercise bike at my local Planet Fitness and I became close friends. I’d stop by after work and pedal for 40 minutes. That was the most I could stand. I swear, if I sat on that bike for a minute more, I was going to go insane.
I finally decided that I should try road riding. My doctor had told me not to ride any bikes since a fall could reshatter the bone and set me at risk for infection and death (literally).
I’m a dumb fucker, so I went ahead and shopped online one night when I couldn’t sleep. This blogger had a bunch of reviews of cheap road bikes http://www.davescheapbikes.com/cheap-road-bikes/. They actually seemed like pretty decent models so I went with the Diamondback he had reviewed.
It didn’t take long to arrive (3 days?) and I had it put together and adjusted in about 2 hours. It took a little longer since I was doing a lot of it one handed or telling the wife how to do it. (I never realized how hard to adjust the breaks with just one hand.)
But it rides nicely, and, after several weeks of riding indoors, I found that being out with the wind in my ears was a beautifully refreshing.
I honestly think that I am starting to fall in love with road riding. I mean, You can’t replace mountain biking: the challenge of not dying on every curve is extremely invigorating. It is an adrenaline rush that road cycling can’t touch.
The key to life is variety. Riding road is giving me that variety. ON days when I can’t make it to the bike park, I just hop on the road bike. My fitness is soaring, and with it, my love for life.
Maybe I’ll take up boxing next.
Kickboxing, that is. Gotta use those legs.
THURSDAY, JUNE 27, 2013
What is My Legacy?
This is going to be a somewhat obscure post, but it does relate to bicycle riding. I don’t have any product reviews, posts about new builds or new events I’ve attended to blabber about (well, I do, but that will be later) – but the legacy question is something I’ve been pondering lately and thought it would be cathartic to put into outer-space.
So, if you don’t like such things… I don’t mind if you just X-out this tab and move on to MTBR or The Come Up (I don’t blame you), but if you’re interested, please make yourself comfortable and help me dig a little.
I am 1 1/2 years shy of my 40th birthday. While for some, that may be considered “young” I truly I thought I’d be in a different place by now. I mean, career is going well, I’m married, etc., etc., but one of the things I thought I’d definitely be by now is a Dad. There are certain things (medically) with me that reduces (to nearly zero) the chance of ever being able to conceive a child with my wife. Adoption is financially prohibitive.
To me, being a husband and a father is the ultimate sacrifice a man can give. I have the utmost respect for all my friends who balance play, work and fatherly duties. These men, if all goes well, will leave behind a legacy. Big or small – it is still a legacy. Their name, their memory… will continue on. Sure, there are douchebags out there – but let’s put it into perspective – most men who are fathers want to do the best they can to provide.
So, I ask the question: How will I be remembered when I am gone? What will be my legacy? Will I have left any lasting impression on this world for the positive? Was I a good man? A good person to others? Was I a good husband?
When we die, there are two numbers: your birth date and your death date… with a “-” in between. That “-” represents everything you were during your life. So, I will ask myself, when the time comes: Did I make that “-” count?
Bike riding has become such an integral part of my life it is where I place my identity. Many men my age will talk about their work, career, family… I talk about bikes. BMX and MTB’s are my true passions – these are the activities that keep me drooling over the thought of the upcoming weekend on a Monday morning. It’s what I talk about with my friends, my family, coworkers… I probably can get pretty annoying with it (I apologize to my wife!).
Ultimately, me doing something on my bike isn’t what drives me. Rather, it is the trials and tribulations of other riders that inspire me to want to keep going with it. I want to be there when they shine.
Nothing gets me more amped than my friends getting on podiums at races, a fellow BMX’er doing a trick that we all thought was impossible or hitting an obstacle that is frightening to most. Seeing somebody overcoming obesity or soldiers healing themselves through the therapeutic act of pedaling a bike.
I love it when I see somebody crest over a hill they thought was going to kill them, or seeing children progress on 18″ BMX bikes in 2 years what took us 8 back in the day.
I love it when I see my wife get PR’s and the occasional QOM’s on Strava. She pedals her ass off. I’m so proud of her.
Watching companies and bike shops not only survive, but succeed. See innovations come out that solves problems.
Seeing the most incredible pieces of bike related digital film and artwork for free. All the heart, sweat and passion into projects and edits done – for the labor of love for bikes.
I love the groms. The crack me up and they remind me when I was a young BMX’er with nowhere to go but up. These boys and girls are the future superstars.
I love hugging my friends when they do well, sharing a brew or even a puff. I love the handshake-fist-bump acquaintances I’ve met along the way and all you on the web who have interacted with me through picture sharing and forums.
To most, I am an internet ghost, Facebook goof and blogger – and most likely we will never meet in person. But to those who I get to spend those bright days and dark nights, spinning wheels, grinding ledges, jumping things, mashing trails and and falling down to do it over – I can only hope this will be my legacy – as I really have nothing else to offer but my passion for bikes and for the people that ride them. The connections we’ve made are all very dear to me.
I will probably be cursed with a very long life (longevity runs in my family), but before those years add up and creep in, and my ability to pedal a bike, do a BMX trick or rail singletrack is gone, I feel I needed to put this into cyberspace while it was weighing so deeply on me.
Thank you all for sharing the passion with me. You are the reason why I ride.