Tag Archives: we run and ride

Life is better when you love to run or ride

By Christopher Cudworth She told me “Baby, when you race today Just take along my love with you And if you knew how much I loved you Baby nothing could go wrong with you” –The Beach Boys Have you ever … Continue reading

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A belief in the power of footprints

By Christopher Cudworth Walking in from the patio where a few potted plants looked dry if not already dying from September fade, I chanced to place a wet foot on the patio step and was struck by the iconic look … Continue reading

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The harsh beauty of empiric data on running and riding

By Christopher Cudworth Cyclists and runners spend so much time covering the landscape in their endurance pursuits that it can be easy to bypass the empiric data generated by their travels. These days that empiric data landscape is easier than … Continue reading

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Coming full circle with The Wright Stuff

By Christopher Cudworth From the top of a ridge in Governor Dodge State Park 45 miles west of Madison, Wisconsin, you can see the Milky Way quite clear on a cloudless summer night. The stars that cover the rest of … Continue reading

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We Run and Ride. Short and Sweet.

By Christopher Cudworth Sometimes we don’t have time to do the workouts we’d like to do. The commute home takes more time than we’d like. The dog needs a walk, or the litter box stinks. Kids need to be fed … Continue reading

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We run and ride and swim. And then we drink. Sometimes too much.

By Christopher Cudworth In the summer before starting college the group of guys that ran together and hung together began plotting a major league blowout party for an end-of-summer sendoff. We all got blotto. Drunk. Falling down stupefied. And maybe … Continue reading

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August Answers

August Answers By Christopher Cudworth There’s an audio joke that involves chirping crickets. Often it implies that the person who has been asked a question does not know the answer. Instead we hear “silence” or the sound of chirping crickets, … Continue reading

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Let’s hear it for volunteers, without whom our races would not happen

By Christopher Cudworth They get up even earlier than you do on race day. They attend a pre-race meeting where the police give them instructions on how to protect the intersections to which they are assigned. They drive, bike or … Continue reading

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You never dream it could happen to you

By Christopher Cudworth It doesn’t always pay to try to relate dreams to others. It seems you can never fully capture the weirdness and reality of a dream when you describe it to someone else in conversation. Yet sometimes the … Continue reading

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Training hard when you run and ride? Not in comparison to a crappy summer job.

By Monte Wehrkamp in response to a shared post by Christopher Cudworth Today’s article begins with an hilarious post from a blogger at the site: It’sAlwaysSunnyRunning.com. I read her posts regularly and this one was particularly funny and true, about … Continue reading

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