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Goodbye Bike Stuff
Navigating the murky waters of change has never been my forte, especially when it involves saying a reluctant goodbye to the thrilling world of mountain biking (MTB) racing. The recent shutdown of GCN+ felt like the universe itself was conspiring to keep me from my passion. Coupled with the high barriers to access UCI World…
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The Rides of March 6th
Yesterday turned into an epic ride, quite unexpectedly. You know those mornings you drag yourself out, motivated by a need to shake off the blues? That was me, ready to pedal away my gloom on Darkwing, my trusty bike, heading towards Marshall Canyon. The plan was simple: do some intense sprints in a quiet spot,…
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Who You Going To Call?
Today started off with me glued to my couch, trapped in a vortex of gloom. You know, one of those days where even your coffee needs a pep talk to bother perking up. But, as fate would have it, my dwindling toilet paper fortress and the echo in my snack cabinet finally nudged me out…
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Dont sleep on the tracks and dont talk to the police
Ah, this past weekend was like a long, drawn-out sigh in the grand opera of life, and just to sprinkle a bit of extra salt in the wound, I’ve yet to figure out how to deal with the impending doom of a work meeting that’s decided to overstay its welcome into late Tuesday. I affectionately…
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Depression, Anxiety, and the Search for Meaning
Battling the triple threat of depression, anxiety, and that ever-elusive quest for meaning, here I am on this fine Sunday, March 3rd, taking a trip down memory lane in search of some semblance of purpose. You know, it’s one of those days where you mix a bit of soul-searching with your morning coffee, wondering if…
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Uncharted Mindscapes
Today felt like I was the star of an epic saga, the kind where you’re sprinting a 24 hour race, but the finish line’s got legs of its own. Ever felt the universe prepping to throw ruts your way? That sums up my Friday. Started off on the wrong side of bed, and it was…
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Perpetual Wanderer
Ah, the life of a perpetual wanderer or, as I like to call it, my usual gig. You see, there’s something almost poetic about the routine – across the tracks, over the bridge, and then, like a magician’s grand finale, poof! Out of town. Each journey starts with that first step, or in my case,…
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The Afternoon Slump
Ever feel like you hit a wall of exhaustion every afternoon? Well, you’re not alone. For the past couple of years, right around 2 PM, I’ve been smacked with a wave of fatigue so strong it’s like my body’s demanding a hard reset. I’m 58, working from home, and yes, I’ve wondered if this is…
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Despair
Just last weekend, my other half rolled out of bed, nursing what we figured was just a cranky neck. Little did we suspect, we were on the verge of diving headfirst into a five-day epic, a true test of our patience, our ability to catch some Z’s, and our mad Googling prowess. Picture this: the…
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Time and Space
Ah, the classic tale of plans gone awry, leading to unexpected adventures. “What should we do today?” Mo’s question hung in the air like a frisbee waiting to be caught. And me? I was simmering in a pot of frustration, stewing over our scrapped camping plans and the looming evening obligations—a friend’s birthday group call.…
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Silver Lining
Ah, the great outdoors—a natural spa, if you will, but it seems the masseuse got their certification from the back of a cereal box. Picture this: not too long ago, we ventured out from the snuggly warmth of the Fairmont RV Resort, hearts brimming with the spirit of adventure, blissfully unaware of the backache looming…
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COPPERWAY TRAIL: Slideshow
Ah, embarking on a Google Photos slideshow feels like being promised a spaceship but getting a quirky vintage car instead. It’s our digital scrapbook, brilliantly baffling, capturing memories that are both precious and occasionally infuriating. In my latest digital escapade, I tackled the Copperway Trail in Anaconda, Montana, a true test of resilience against nature’s…
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The Ballad of Rusty Knees and Rediscovered Joy
Ah, the passage of time. Remember that scene in Interstellar where Matthew McConaughey ages 23 years while chilling on another planet? Yeah, feels about right. Has it really been six years since I last strapped on skate skis, looking like a baby deer learning to walk on ice skates? Denial is strong, folks, because I…
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Blue
As a relatively new addition to Bill’s life, I, Blue, have quickly learned that humans are indeed complex creatures, especially when they start pondering the intricacies of happiness on a sunny porch. There I was, basking in the warmth of the sun, a simple joy for a cat like me, when Bill launched into an…
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She
BAM! A sunrise beyond the window like a mischievous toddler spilled their fire-and-ice eyeshadow palette across the sky. Forget yesterday’s depressing gray sheet; even the air, chilly enough to pinch my nose like a grumpy toddler, couldn’t dim the spark that ignited inside me at the sight of that celestial masterpiece. Barefoot, I shuffled to…
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Copperway Trail
Ah, the great outdoors! Today, we’re diving into the dos and don’ts of the Copperway Trail, a 14.5-mile slice of heaven nestled between Deer Lodge and Silver Bow Counties, with a special shoutout to the Silver Bow Creek Greenway Project. First things first, do keep your eyes peeled for eagles along the trail. They’re not…
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US West
Oh boy, let me tell you about the legendary US West Trail. It’s like Mother Nature decided to test the mettle of us mere mortals – starts off pretending to be your friend with a brutal climb that’ll have your legs begging for mercy before you’ve even hit the halfway mark. And just when you…
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Hot Springs Hijinks
Picture this, folks: Montana mountains, snowflakes swirling like sugarplums, yours truly and my trusty sidekick Mo, embarking on a pilgrimage to the mythical Fairmont Hot Springs. Destination: steamy bliss under the big sky. Mission: post-soak superhero workout in the RV park, leaving Wolverine in the dust. Now, here’s the plot twist juicier than a huckleberry…