Chalet sweet chalet. I have a friend, Shaun Little, in Cape Town who has the steepest driveway ever. It’s really more the road to his...

“Why aren’t their carpets for my princess feet?” So many pine needles… I was a bit nervous on and off leading up to Muskoka 70.3 but it...

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. I knew my legs were good. I knew my arms were…well, not the best. I was almost...

The Mont du Chat was a thirty minute spin from my door. It was Saturday so I took the small back roads to avoid the busier bike paths...

Cycling in Chambéry is a climbers dream complete with endless quiet winding roads, snowy peaks, classic chateaus, lake side bike paths,...

When Edward Greene isn’t at the finish line of my races, I’m at the finish line of his. Here’s a look at the other half of my life and...

In the first week I eagerly tackled the big local mountains of Rocacorba and Del Mont. I had cruised through the ever-rolling Parc...

The new playground! So there I was, full-heartedly acting out how to jump-start a car in the local hardware store in an attempt to...

The Lanzarote 2014 Team “Who wants to do the 5km?” We were no more than thirty minutes into the week. Granted it was a Total Immersion...

It was pretty clear right away the Mézilhac was going to be “the” climb this season. I arrived in France and, since I had spent two...

It was a long way to drive for a small race but for amateur riders every chance is an opportunity. I squeezed in the car with four riders...

Baggage. When you move every 6 months or more like I do you start to reassess your material belongings. Since your life can only amount...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...