This piece was originally written in April 2013 for a blog I had at that time exploring the intersection between sport, pain, and what it means to suffer.

The Agon Project would simply be a bucket list if I were not being honest with myself and my readers. Therefore, in…

Riding in a peloton can be a lot like sex — a blissful harmony of movement. At the tantric level there exists a communal sustained effort. There is no need for communication. You can sense the movement of one another. To be a part of a peloton moving through corners, navigating its way in the mountains is to be a part of A Love Supreme in motion.

When the road rises and Gravity beings pulling you back, harmony of form fails. Awkward teenage sex ensues: bodies draped across handlebars, limbs jettisoning inappropriately, maligned facies, bizarre guttural sounds. If only the climax came as quickly.

*This piece was originally written in August 2013 for a blog I had at that time exploring the intersection between sport, pain, and what it means to suffer.

Throughout my writing I have essentially used the words pain and suffering interchangeably. However, there exists clear differences between the two. Pain…

*This piece was originally written in April 2014 for a blog I had at that time exploring the intersection between sport, pain, and what it means to suffer.

Heading up the last climb of the Tour of the Gila on Sunday I made the conscious decision that I was not…

*This piece was originally written in January 2013 for a blog I had at that time exploring the intersection between sport, pain, and what it means to suffer.

Although the content of this entry does not relate to the blog’s purpose I feel I must comment on Lance Armstrong. Like…

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