The Midlands As soon as we crossed the provincial border into KwaZulu-Natal, I was wondering how the heck I would get my helmet on. The...

Team work: I wouldn’t call myself a soigneur, just a damn good girlfriend. If you can’t be in a race the next best place to be is the...

Eiffel Tower Paris has always held a special place in my heart. Between the iconic landmarks, delectable sweet treats, high fashion and...

Horseshoe Falls, Niagara Falls After a 7 hour drive, I could tell Edward, who had never been to Niagara Falls before, was thinking it was...

Standing amid a sea of time trial bikes and aero helmets at bike check in, I suddenly felt like a roadie with a pair of running shoes. I...

Mmmm…pain au chocolat. I’m pretty sure I’m the only cyclist leaving France in July but my time in the Ardeche has come to an end. My...

Standing in the shadow of Ventoux. As we warmed up on the Col du Madeline, the shadowy outline of Mont Ventoux looked somewhat...

Sunny afternoon on the Ibie river. Rest feels like a death sentence to many athletes. Most athletes are obsessive about training and...

Back at the bottom of the Meyrand for redemption. The last time I was on the slopes of the Meyrand, it was 8 degrees, pouring rain, and I...

Our “dryer.” My dad always says “tough ride, tough rider” and although the last ten days of riding in torrential rain were tough, it was...

My new French home! I always had this vision of moving in with my boyfriend since I was a teenager: a modest but modern apartment and,...

Getting here was no easy task! Over the past two weeks I have been busy relocating my life to France. With last year’s move to Holland...

A white Christmas is a romantic idea but there is nothing romantic about base hours on an indoor trainer.  Every year I come home for the...

Table Mountain, Cape Town. A view and a road I never get tired of. I left Canada on a Sunday and arrived in Cape Town on a Tuesday...

I’m usually only home in Westport, my small hometown in Canada, for Christmas and confined to the indoor trainer because of the snow....

Ed, myself, and Jacqueline (my sister) on the top of Signal Hill For those of you who don’t know, Canadian’s often refer to Newfoundland...

As I watched Road World Champs last week, merely 15km from my house, I couldn’t help but wonder what it must feel like to participate in...

Mur de Huy The famous climbs beckon all riders.  The cobbled climbs of Flanders, the peaks of the Pyrenees, the sublime allure of...

Prologue, Cyril Lemoine On the morning of the prologue I was excited, but looking back the true excited didn’t hit me until we arrived in...

Cafe in Girona Sometimes you don’t know where you are but you know where you want to go. I got a taste of the “sweet life” on my...