Fat Tire Tuesday

Cycling addict Sarah Hansing reflects on all things fat tire … and then some.

Fat Tire Freedom: She’s Baaaack

Fat Tire Freedom: She’s Baaaack

Fat Tire Tuesday’s Sarah Hansing is riding amok again, and not containing herself to just Tuesdays either …  Pfffffftttt ………… FART NOISE. Because I am a grown up, I often make a fart sound with my mouth, followed by a declaration, to clarify what my intention is:   “Fart noise!” I will proclaim. Because I do this often, I think maybe it has become a bit more second nature than I would prefer. Which is to say: I don’t even realize I’m doing it sometimes. This is not how an adult is supposed to act. I am aware of this, because I am (by numbers) an adult. However, I would like to stand up and own the fact that this year. This month. And this particular STUPID MONDAY … I AM BAD AT ADULTING. *spoiler alert: I am always bad at adulting.  It’s not just this Monday. Look. It was...
Fat Tire Tuesday: Callin’ It Quits

Fat Tire Tuesday: Callin’ It Quits

When smiles are more important than miles By Sarah Hansing Well, okay, ain’t nobody quitting here. But who doesn’t love a silly selfie with SMILE written all over it? !! Photo: Jenni Shafer The best intentions.   It is truly always with the best intentions that I begin a bike ride. I mean, I LOVE riding bikes. It’s just that … it’s been a long day at work, and maybe I’m feeling just a bit run down. BUT. My attitude has had a serious talking to and my zen / flow state of mind has been informed that it’s on-deck, and should start warming up. It’s game time. Aaaannnnddd….. No. See now, I got home from work. I shimmied into my lycra, I put my helmet light on. I got my bike out of the garage. I pumped up my tires. (I gave myself a pep talk). I forgot my...
Fat Tire Tuesday: Déjà Vu

Fat Tire Tuesday: Déjà Vu

Back to basics … back to SMILES By Sarah Hansing Mountain biking. It’s damn straight something to smile about !! Sigh.   And here we are again. It seems like a terrible case of déjà vu, sometimes, really. Get fit. Get stoked! Get injured. Get *ahem* slightly (but seriously – let’s be realistic here. It’s WAAAYY more than “slightly”) unfit.   Get bummed.   Get avoidant about riding (cause getting back on the bike is gonna hurt, let there be no doubts about THAT).   Get determined.   Get BACK on the bike (even though you KNOW it’s gonna hurt). Get a reality check. Really REALLY dislike that reality check.   And now comes the really really important parts: decide what to do about that reality check. It’s kind of hard to separate action and consequence from mental fortitude, sometimes …  but it’s important to try. We can tend to blame ourselves instead of...
Fat Tire Tuesday: Staying Upright

Fat Tire Tuesday: Staying Upright

Keeping the wheels rolling forward, nice ‘n easy  By Sarah Hansing Wilder Ranch State Park (Bruce Dorman). Well, I hit my head again.   No surprise I suppose, but this is the third (or fourth?) helmet I’ve cracked in 14 months, and this time it rattled me. And by “rattled” I don’t just mean it addled my brain. I mean it shook me to my core, emotionally. It scared me. And because of concussion number three (four? I can’t honestly remember) … because of the frequency of hits to the head, I took a pretty long break from the trails. It was with great trepidation and a lot of coaxing from friends and co-workers that I finally put tires to dirt again recently.   I’ve been creeping along the trails. I mean REALLY picking my lines carefully, and trying to not do anything that falls into what could be defined as...
Fat Tire Tuesday: An Experiment in Doing Nothing

Fat Tire Tuesday: An Experiment in Doing Nothing

Justifying a bad decision to be a slacker By Sarah Hansing This is exactly the sort of awesomeness one misses when one opts for binging on Netflix over riding one’s bike. Sayin’.Photo: Bruce Dorman Hi. My name is Sarah, and I am a tremendous hypocrite.   It’s not intentional, mind you. But nonetheless, I’ve been TOTALLY remiss in practicing what I preach, so to speak. I want to have a “rah rah and huzzah” message this week, but the reality is, I was a complete and total slacker ALL WEEK. I didn’t ride. I didn’t want to ride. I didn’t have an epiphany that made me go ride. And I didn’t have a come-to-jesus moment on the trails, due to the fact that I didn’t ride on them this week. I’m not proud of myself, you know. It’s just …  I just felt shattered this week – totally ready...
Fat Tire Tuesday: Recess

Fat Tire Tuesday: Recess

Rediscovering the magic of a childhood necessity By Sarah Hansing The Recess Selfie by Bruce Dorman. I have discovered something glorious. Okay, maybe not GLORIOUS but definitely super rad. Now that I think about it, this thing isn’t such a new concept. It is something we were well acquainted with during our formative years; in fact, it was a very near daily practice for just about every single one of us. Somehow, this thing I have recently rediscovered became lost to us as we got older. We sort of forgot about it. Thought we outgrew it. Phased it out of our lives. After all, we have busy lives and full schedules, commitments and obligations. We became adults, and there was no time for recess any more. (You thought I was going to say “naps,” didn’t you?  Fair enough – that most certainly  deserves an honorable mention.) Anyways. Recess. We spent...
Fat Tire Tuesday: You Can’t Always Get What You Want

Fat Tire Tuesday: You Can’t Always Get What You Want

But if you try sometime, you just might find … (yeah, you know the rest of that one) By Sarah Hansing Get a good dose of vitamin D on the Wilder Ranch State Park fire road climbs! Photo: Julie Kanagy Ah … the magic of the forced march mountain bike ride. It was REALLY windy. I was unmotivated. It was really windy. It was overcast. It was really windy. To put it quite simply, I didn’t WANT to go for a bike ride. (In large part, because it was really windy). But it was my day off, and I knew I’d feel a bit better if I went out for at least a quick spin. Overcoming the urge to lay on my bed and just THINK about riding a bike was victory number one. Victory number two, putting on cycling kit and getting my bike out of the garage....
Fat Tire Tuesday: Not So Pretty

Fat Tire Tuesday: Not So Pretty

Reflections on the often ungainly route to success   By Sarah Hansing For the record: this success was quite pretty! I’m not going to lie. It wasn’t pretty. I don’t think I’ve had such an ungraceful bobble through a rock garden in QUITE some time, really. There was no delicate dance, no floating the bike on carefully chosen lines through the gnarly little piles of granite and rock. Nope.   I head meant to gracefully ballroom dance through the protrusions, and instead I sort of slam danced and moshed my way through it. I can think of at LEAST three times where I thought, “Oop! That’s it! I’m off the bike!” I felt like I was moving at a crawling pace, and glancing off of every single rock in front of me. A dead stop and fall on my face was imminent; I just knew it. Somehow, I managed to wobble...
Fat Tire Tuesday: Be More Like Harlan

Fat Tire Tuesday: Be More Like Harlan

Reflections on seeking out your very own pieces of happy By Sarah Hansing I have decided that I should endeavor to be more like my cat. Not in a climbing screens and destroying toilet paper rolls kind of way, mind you … OR in a sleeping 18 hours a day kind of way.   I suppose just mostly I should be more like Harlan in the way he can always just seek out and  enjoy the happy moments in life. This came to mind as I was riding with friends over the weekend. Two of us are sharing the fun bonding exercise known as “recovering from an injury.” We’ve ridden together a few  times during the continuing course of healing up, and she and I have a very similar mentality when it comes to injury. Which is to say, not very smart.   It’s not that we’re idiots, necessarily, it’s just that...
Fat Tire Tuesday: The Sea Otters

Fat Tire Tuesday: The Sea Otters

Git some By Sarah Hansing Photo: Monterey Bay Aquarium Oh c’mon – like you guys had anything else on your mind this week. That’s right. It’s time for Sea Otter 2016. Now go drool over the newest latest and greatest products, gasp at the mad skillz of racers from all over the world and then get distracted by the shiny things again. (It’s basically impossible to NOT get distracted by the shiny things, after all. That’s kind of the point.) If you’re racing, good luck! And If you’re trying to not buy anything, good luck! And If you’ve forgotten where you parked … there isn’t enough luck in the world. And I will see you next year. (Yeah, I’ll be cooped up in the shop all weekend … but be sure to swing by the ASJ booth #760 to say hello to m’homies!) ​Fat Tire Tuesday columnist Sarah...
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