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When a Man Touches You While Bikepacking
Diary entry from March 6th, 2024, post New Zealand/Australia bike tour/adventure. I’m very used to meeting older men on the trail. Often perplexed by seeing a single woman alone on the road with a maximalist bikepacking setup, furiously or happily pedaling to and fro, men in their 40s, 50s, 60s and 70s frequently marvel a…
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The 11 hard f*cking lessons I learned (and relearned) in 2023:
I turned 24 year this year, quit my 6 figure 9-5 tech job to attempt a career in the cycling world, biked across the entire country, traveled in Colombia, the PNW and in Canada, got about four new tattoos, one of which took seven hours and covers half of my back, and celebrated a year…
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A story about poverty, neglect, healthcare, and my lungs.
An adapted Instagram diary entry from November 27th, 2023. Right now, I am struggling to figure out what to do about my now depleted Symbicort inhaler. I take this inhaler twice in the morning, every morning, in order to keep my lungs in good shape. I take a deep breath, and at the same time,…
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