Posted on August 18, 2012

Scraping the Pegs of Vulnerability

Scraping the Pegs of Vulnerability

There was power in the twist of my wrist.  My stance was rigid, becoming part of the machine beneath me. I rode with clarity, sharpened by contention, following the apexes of curves at 65mph up in the Angeles Crest.  I kept telling myself to slow down, that it is Sunday, and cops are usually hiding … Continue reading