Finding God

I could feel cold rainwater filling my Specialized Body Geometry clipless shoes as I cruised at a steady pace along the South Platte River Trail. I had left anticipating a relaxing two-hour recovery ride to the trailhead of the Mary Carter Greenway Trail, but soon discovered that fate and circumstance had a different plan. *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          * I approached the trailheads of the Platte and Cherry Creek Trails near Confluence Park shortly after le...

Afternoon rush hour is my favorite time of day if I’m on my bike. It was 4:15 and I had just locked up at work. My black Ivan Chrome bag held my laptop; a water bottle; a cycling travel kit complete with a CO 2 pump, multi-tool, and patch kit; a Kryptonite cable lock; and my wallet and cell phone. It’s the cargo that I carry every day to and from work. The heavy duty straps and thick padding allowed me to forget about the weight of my cargo as I snapped the aluminum frame of my Specialized Allez road bike back and forth underneath me during quick sprints through the city. I rode south on Larimer St., enjoying the sights and sounds of the city on a Friday afternoon. The roads were packed like any other weekday after work, and I loved it. I took a quick glance over my left shoulder before darting across three lanes of moving traffic to the far left side of Larimer. I’ve always loved the rush of riding through traffic. I rode with 2,000 pounds of moving steel on either side of me ...