It’s been five years, so it’s probably safe to tell the long-suppressed tale of my Gatorade Escapade.

Prior to 2012, I could walk to some shop like GNC and find two-pound tubs of Gatorade’s special Pro Endurance Formula powder/mix in my preferred flavor (orange). It worked out nicely, because one of those tubs would last nearly one full season/ ( Read more... )

It might violate the image I’ve cultivated, but there was a time before Ornoth was a cyclist. Let’s set the wayback machine to the previous millennium…

In the late ’90s, I had a two-mile commute across the Charles River from my home near Fenway to work in Kendall Square. Having learned that taking the train took 45 minutes and the bus took 35, I ( Read more... )

Bicycling magazine used to have a monthly feature called “The Big Question”, queries which solicited short, witty contributions from readers. After my recent review of my old magazines, I decided to post my responses to a few of them. I’m sorry they’re more serious than witty ( Read more... )

Over the past few months, I’ve been re-reading my back catalog of cycling magazines, pulling out points that I thought were worth remembering and/or sharing. I’m publishing my findings in five installments. I’ll start you off easy with this first installment, which contains a handful of interesting historical factoids.

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  At the time of their ( Read more... )

Allow me to introduce you to one of the most sublime delights of life. I call it “Corrugated Fun”.

What is it? It’s a frappe, or a “milkshake” if you are one of those benighted people who don’t have enough vocabulary to differentiate between an ice cream drink and flavored milk.

When you say “frappe”, most people think vanilla, chocolate, and ( Read more... )

There are heroes, and then there are superheroes.

I first started riding with the folks at Quad Cycles in 2002, seven years ago. Even back then, the ebullient guy who led the rides was already a living legend. The name Bobby Mac will evoke ( Read more... )

This past weekend was Labor Day, the official end of summer in Maine, and I took the opportunity to undertake an adventure that I’ve dreamed about for several years: I biked to Augusta and back.

Now, Augusta is 180 miles from Boston, and that’s just a little too much for a one-day ride, so really I had two options. I could get a hotel room in ( Read more... )

So this week marks the fourth anniversary of my purchase of the Devinci Monaco that has been my faithful ride. When I first got it, I was someone who was basically sedentary but inline skated or biked to work every so often, but I aspired to maybe do a long bike tour or something. With the new bike, I commuted a lot more, even through the harshness ( Read more... )