Faith, Fiction, Friends

I sit near the door man in tights black Lycra shorts my favorite jersey six-years-old yellow helmet tucked under my arm I...

It started as an image evoked by a song . The image was a priest dancing on a beach. The song was “Luna Rossa” sung by Greek tenor Mario ...

Since I started cycling seven years ago, I’ve read a lot of cycling books – about the Tour de France, Lance Armstrong, memoirs of famous cy...

In the summer of 2004, I decided I was going to do something I had always wanted to do – and that was biking. I had reached an age when it ...

This afternoon, our group of 13 men from our church rolled into a parking lot in St. Charles, Missouri, completing a bicycling adventure tha...