But I am most at home:
On a bike
I pay my bills by:
Being a public defender in Oakland, CA.
I never leave home without:
My wallet and keys. Oh wait. I do that all the time.
My three favorite pieces of Kitsbow kit are:
Tights, wind vest, wool socks.
I love them because:
They fit great. They’re light. They are super, duper warm, even when it’s freeze your toes off sleeting in a nasty headwind
You see this scar? I got this when I:
A curb leapt out and attacked me as I rode home from a gathering one evening. Can’t be too careful.
The closest I ever came to dying was:
Maybe that time I got really lost in the Olympic National Forest on a long run and it got dark. Or maybe that time a bus almost creamed me coming down Telegraph Avenue on my way to work. Or maybe that time as a kid when I slid out on my BMX bike and almost went over a cliff. Or maybe some time I don’t even know about. Pretty grateful to be here though.
The closest I’ve been to complete and profound enlightenment was:
About seven hours into a fourteen hour race I got to a point where I was entirely present – not thinking about what was coming up, or the miles I had put behind me, or where my competitors were, or what hurt (all of it), or when I was going to be done – I was just breathing and turning pedals, totally quiet and totally in my own body.
My favorite place to ride (that I am willing to tell you about) is:
All day adventure rides in West Sonoma County
My favorite secret spot is:
Shhhhh! Can you keep a secret? Come closer… (whispers) So can I!
If I ever won an Oscar, my 10-word speech would go like this:
I am so grateful. For all of it.
Lastly, shout out to:
For loving me and accepting me and encouraging me to explore. And for squishy hugs from my little ones. And to my husband for not leaving me when I in all seriousness explain why I *need* a new bike.