October 9, 2019
People say you see images rush in front of your eyes the moment before you die, images from the past like riding in the trunk of your dad’s truck to a camping ground or a cherry ice cream you had l...
February 20, 2020
Basking in the sun and clicking easy miles in Crimea, I heard that the elite national team had drafted me in. In three weeks’ time, I would be riding next to the giants of Soviet cycling. This was ...
February 21, 2020
Not going to Coors Classic knocked the will to race out of me. This cycling thing, cut the crap and hit the slide. First, driving with Bogdan around Kiev and now this.
February 22, 2020
Bag zipped and slung over the shoulder, I slammed the door, walked out of my room and headed toward Krasnoarmeyskaya street to catch a taxi to the airport. One was rattling down the cobbles coming ...
February 23, 2020
My plane landed in Kiev late afternoon the next day. No one heard from me for six days. If I’d gone missing for a day between training camps and races, I could get away with it. Six days, not a cha...
October 10, 2019
Titan has changed. Three guys from the original 1982-83 intake beefed up with a bunch of twenty-year-old pups.
October 11, 2019
Not everyone stutters the same way.
October 20, 2019
Tell the man on the street God is dead. Tell him the utopia everyone believes in, the world to come, people who walk the earth today will see it in twenty years. We’re that close. One last push. Pr...
October 26, 2019
Trumheller offered me to ride in his car on the way back from the Maykop race. A three-hundred-kilometer trip in his red Lada instead of eight hours on a bus with the rest of the team.
October 29, 2019
The road to the top of the Soviet cycling pyramid turned out to be littered with potholes. At first, nothing seemed too complicated about it. Win or finish on a podium at the Russian state champion...
February 17, 2020
By the end of the season, I settled into the team and roomed with a guy who loved AC/DC as much as I did.
February 18, 2020
Anton was on a commuter train to Moscow when we touched down in Sheremetyevo airport from Paris. The cloned housing estates rushed in the opposite direction outside the train window. He turned his ...
February 19, 2020
We drove toward Kreshchatyk, down the Vladimirsky Descent, past the Pochtovaya Square, and came to Podol’s narrow streets.
October 10, 2019
The Rise of the Machines
December 30, 2019
In Soviet Union, unwritten rules of the peloton was law.
October 19, 2019
Don’t know if this is possible on Windows or iOS but on Linux you can see if someone used your computer without your knowledge.