My First Bike Ride With Dad
It wasn’t until my dad was 82 years old before I had my first bike ride with him
It wasn’t until my dad was 82 years old before I had my first bike ride with him
FREDERICK, MARYLAND I was pleased to see “Knock, Knock, Knocking on President’s Door” posted as a Potomac Pedalers ride for today. I last did this ride almost three years ago and suffered greatly. I rode with a broken wrist and a yet-to-be-diagnosed E. coli infection. It wasn’t until two years later, when I uploaded my […]
My knee has been hurting and now I have a diagnosis: a torn meniscus.
What should have been a great ride turned into a nasty crampfest.
Civil War Century. One of the best 100-mile rides in the mid Atlantic.
A deer jumped out in front of me and scared the heck out of me.
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