There is this spot on the south side of Camelback Mountain. If you ride up there on a clear day, just as the sun is going down, The view as you look south is amazing.

There is this sound you hear riding in a group: The clacking of the freewheel, the steady hum of carbon, the clicking of shifting gears. Something about that sound, keeps me coming back for more.

I haven’t really been doing very much riding lately. It has been a busy last few months, and for me, the first thing to get pushed aside has been cycling. I’ve reached a point though, where I miss the early mornings, the burning legs, lungs and eyes, the constant eating, the persistent growling in my stomach, razor burn, and a starkly contrasted tan line.

There are a lot of reasons for someone to go out and race their bike, but for me it’s all of the little things. They add up, and make it a great sport to be a part of. For me, I might not be the best, but it’s still a lot of fun to be out there rolling along in the group.

We all have various responsibilities in life that step in every now and then, but we all come back, because we need it, for whatever reason we have, we need it.

Courtesy of Anthony Molieri [reporter at large].

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