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Author Archives: Dawn Cutaia
I let Mark convince me into signing up for a 5k at Pinchot Park last week. I’ve never run a race before in my life – never actually been in any kind of race – biking or otherwise – in my adult life. I was a little nervous. I was going to run the 5k and Mark was going to run the 10k.
I knew if I was going to do it, I would have to bring Foxy, so I was relieved to find out that dogs were allowed.
My boyfriend, Mark, and my good friends Jane and Craig are cyclists and runners. They are always trying to convince me to run, and I am always reminding them that I don’t run. What’s that joke? If you see me running, start running too, because it means a zombie is chasing me. So when Mark and I went hiking on the “goat trail” at Lake Redman yesterday, with Foxy the wonder dog, no one was more surprised than me when I started to run.
A few weeks ago I came up with what I thought was a brilliant plan to defeat the defecting sock problem. I was going get rid of all my socks and buy 15 new pairs of socks that were all identical. This way, I would not have to look through a pile of laundry to find a matching sock – that we all know isn’t going to be there anyway.
Being the weather freak that I am, I knew Monday was going to be nice days beforehand, and arranged to take the day off from work. I had to get permission from Jess, my paralegal. Jess is the gatekeeper to my happiness and she’s pretty tough. But the idea of a warm, sunny day even put Jess in a good mood, and I was the lucky beneficiary.
I am primarily a road biker. I know some people think riding on the road is dangerous, but I feel very comfortable on the road; it’s paved and you just have to bike in a straight line and hope you … Continue reading
Last summer I attacked my fear of hills with a vengeance and biked up Copenhaffer Road. Both sides. Without walking my bike. But hills still scare me a little bit – I think they always will.
When I fell asleep it was cold and rainy outside. I dreamed of warmer weather. Actually I just made that up; I have no idea what I dreamed about.
Every year it is a struggle to get through the winter. From December to March I find myself wishing my life away, saying I can’t wait until it is warm out so I can go biking. I really need to find a winter sport other than surfing Pinterest and complaining on Facebook about how much I hate the gym and pretty much everyone who goes there. And I really do hate the gym. Getting out of bed when it is pitch black out and -2 degrees, when there is a warm body next to you refusing to get up with you, is a harder than refusing birthday cake on your birthday.
You may remember that back in December, 2012, I made a pledge that I was going to attempt to bike up Copenhaffer Road in York, PA. I don’t really know why I made this pledge, but I think it is because Copenhaffer is notorious around here within the cycling community so I thought I should at least try it.
Matt, being the brave guy that he is, threw himself – and his awesome bike – between me and the bear – which scared the bear so much he turned in terror and ran away. Unfortunately in the process, Matt’s entire derailleur came off his bike and we had to hoof it back to the car.