The thud in my left hip. That is what I'm waiting for. While I'm spinning on the rollers early in the morning, with my down vest and Team USA stocking cap on, my first goal of the day, before racing even gets started, is putting my hip back where it belongs, so that left leg … Continue reading Pan Am Championships 2015
After what seems like forever that I go without posting on my blog, now all the news hits at once. Yesterday, the team for the 2015 Pan Am Championships was announced via USA Cycling's website. I logged into my Facebook account, and the first thing on my newsfeed was an article posted just minutes before … Continue reading Keeping the Dream Alive
When we sat down and looked at the selection criteria, trying to come up with a plan for the remainder of the season, July 31st became the deadline. We had our fingers crossed, maybe I could race in T-town at the end of June (no). Or maybe in Japan in early July (no). Or maybe … Continue reading Starting, again. Again. Again.
I've always opened up on the emotional side of things, versus the traditional posts from others. It's vulnerable and hard, but its a look at how the last few weeks have been. I'm very thankful for every person that has come to my side during this time. I will forever be indebted. I am on … Continue reading Time.
It wasn't long ago that Bobby Lea and I were driving through the Chula Vista Olympic Training Center, completing our medical exams for the UCI Bio Passport, where I got an email inviting me to an invite only US Track Sprint Camp in Colorado Springs. And it wasn't long ago that I was in Colorado … Continue reading That One Time at Track Camp
Facebook. Instagram. Twitter. Blogs. Websites. Snapchat. Messengers...blah blah blah... Social media. Online Bullying. And haters. Everyday, we put ourselves out there in the hands of someone, anyone, who can say whatever they want. Whether we are changing the color of our hair, or celebrating a goal we've accomplished, someone always has something to say to … Continue reading Haters Gonna Hate. And We’re Just Gonna Potate.
I've been home for a week now. A week of jet lag and being sick for the 1000th time in the last few months. I just got back from a Personal Gold screening in Scottsdale Arizona, where the Foundation for American Track Cycling had its first big kickoff. As I sat shaking in my chair … Continue reading My First World Championships