“And with the winning time of….“, if you have heard that at the awards ceremonies, that voice is mine. I am your friendly announcer. I hope you enjoy my biking journey.
I was born in San Francisco, but grew up most of my early life just outside Washington, DC in the town of Silver Spring, MD. This was like riding in the urban neighborhood streets of downtown Atlanta. Once I learned to ride, I was off everywhere I could go. I would ride to the park, to the store for baseball and football cards, to soccer practice and to school. I had 3 paper routes, Washington Post, Washington Times and Montgomery County Journal. The Times and Journal I could deliver on my bike!!! The Washington Post was too heavy.
After college at GA Tech, I did not ride for a long time. Then, while living in New Hampshire in the early 2000s, some friends and I decided to do a triathlon. I did not own a bike, 1 person owned a mountain bike, 1 person owned both a Mtn Bike and a Road Bike. We decided to do an off-road triathlon and I would buy a Mountain bike. That is how my Mountain Bike career began, on a 1998 Schwinn Moab 1. Ironically, I was the only one to show up at the Mooseman Tri-Athlon on a chilly 45 degree June morning in Waterville Valley, NH. This was my first and last trip. I was not into running, but I was hooked on Mountain Biking.