LinkedIn: Strava for Female Pros

Yesterday was exhausting; a 3:15am alarm woke me in Logan, UT so I could get a 6am flight home out of Salt Lake City. By the time 10pm rolled around, I was cranky, borderline incoherent, and overly emotional about things like the dog wanting to pee on too many shrubs. It was an ideal night for an early bedtime, except that as 11pm came and went, I was on my LinkedIn page updating my profile to more accurately reflect my non-bicycle accomplishments. Or, summarized more honestly: to make it clear that I'M A BAWSS, YO. Frankly, I don't give two shits about LinkedIn. It's like Facebook but even less interesting because people don't overshare or rant inappropriately. I would rather watch my nails grow than review my LinkedIn newsfeed and fewer things elicit less excitement than finding out that a colleague wants to connect online. I hardly even want to connect with ...continue reading.

All of this talk because BOOBS

There are a number of people complaining that the women's World Championship road race this past Saturday was not sufficiently exciting to watch. I'm sorry; did you confuse the race with your Netflix queue? The race happened the way it did because that is how the race happened. The racers shouldn't have to implement tactics to make it more "interesting" to watch. I find baseball to be excruciatingly dull, but I am not going to say the the pitcher should be required to juggle and sing while also doing his job just so I am entertained. That is why Gossip Girl is streamed online. Somehow this conversation - like every other that relates to women in cycling - has circled back into the dialogue about equality in our sport. Equality is good. I don't believe a professional male racer is better or worth more than me simply because he's a dude. Frankly, his ...continue reading.

The American Dream

My trip home from Redlands earlier this week began with an American Airlines flight from Ontario, CA (ONT) to Dallas/Fort Worth (DFW), followed by a 90-minute layover before the second flight. I was waiting at the gate at ONT before the scheduled departure of 2:25pm, but by 2:15pm, there still was not a single airline employee in sight. I looked the flight up online and saw that there was a delay, but no announcement was ever made at the gate. This was not unlike my trip out to Redlands, where the American flight was delayed by 90 minutes without explanation or apology. I started to get anxious; the flight was now scheduled to land 19 minutes before my next one was due to depart. It didn’t look promising. A phone call to the airlines and a visit to the gate counter indicated that (a) if I missed my connection, the ...continue reading.

The perils of mixing business with pleasure

I dialed into a teleconference for work this morning from my team host house in California. Because there are people nearby talking and moving around, I immediately muted my phone. As the automated teleconference line added me into the group call, I was instructed, "Please announce yourself!" I un-muted the phone to say my name and company affiliation. Just then, a teammate standing right behind me loudly asked, "Do we have any more toilet paper?" I have never felt more announced.

Initial thoughts on being a pro

Being a professional cyclist so far is totally cray (in the words of my teammate)! I am now rich and famous, so much so that I sign $100 bills when people ask for my autograph, which is, like, constantly. Okay, none of that is true. Few people know who I am, including people who have already met me before, and cycling appears to not have caught on to that whole "do what you love and the money will follow" concept. I still work full-time so that I can pay my bills and support my eating habits (which another teammate described by saying, "You are a food hustler! You pack away more food than anybody I know!"). But I do feel different now, because when I put on my team kit and head out to train, I can legitimately call it going to work and there is a sense of pride about ...continue reading.

Cramming several weeks of joy into <1,000 words

Hello friends. Sorry to be light on posting lately, but things have been busy. I just had a delicious and healthy dinner of vegetables and lean meat and it was SO satisfying that I'm basking in a smugly nutritious glow while trying to figure out whether I'm going to eat chocolate, cheese, bacon, or all three. I've also thought about making another batch of scones, but the last thing I need is that gastric ballast before tomorrow's intervals. Although my body seems to have developed a method for coping with food mid-ride: Breakfast is my favorite meal, so having it several times isn't so bad. Riding is going well. Team Colavita training camp begins on March 2 in Borrego Springs, CA and I can't wait to meet my teammates and kick off the season. We've paired off to handle cooking meals for the team and staff on assigned nights and ...continue reading.