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According to my mother I started cycling when I was 4 years old, stealing my older sister’s bike and abusing it horribly.

When I was 6 we got my first bike, and 30 minutes after we’re back from the store of course I’d taken off the training wheels (because neither Mom or Dad would) and I was next seen leaping off a 3′ wall – just like I envisioned my idol Evil┬áKnievel would.

This has pretty much set the tone for my cycling for the rest of my life.

Today, I’m an avid mountain-biker. In current parlance I center my activities somewhere between “all mountain” and “enduro” but to me it’s all just riding on rocks, roots, and dirt.

Road cycling is okay, but not my first choice by a long shot.

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