ezweaveOh, ShitTo an outside observer (perhaps yourself), cycling appears to roughly fall into two camps: rough and rowdy mountain bikers and shaven…May 6, 2019May 6, 2019
ezweaveTruly Something DifferentI don’t often write regarding my day job, perhaps it’s some deeply ingrained shame about the decidedly non-physical nature of software…Sep 27, 2018Sep 27, 2018
ezweaveThe Heart Wants What It WantsNor did he think about man’s general weakness, able to live only within narrow limits of heat and cold. — Jack London, To Build a FireNov 2, 2017Nov 2, 2017
ezweaveForever ChangedI’m sitting here, after a long day in the saddle trying to put my feelings into words with some vague hope that it will provide catharsis.Jan 23, 2017Jan 23, 2017
ezweaveUnofficially OfficialIt is dark and chilly outside, the curse of an autumnal morning. In Denver, the temperature will climb to the mid seventies, but now it is…Oct 17, 2016Oct 17, 2016
ezweaveDusty Leaves It On the TrailThe neon of the Lone Star sign blinks in the darkened window and I shrug further into my jacket, hands pushed into the worn pockets, my…Oct 3, 2016Oct 3, 2016
ezweaveThe Argentine EventWe’re a hair under thirteen thousand feet and at the top of an exposed pass for the second time today. The loose Jeep trail winds up to the…Sep 19, 2016Sep 19, 2016
