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“The pink ones come out at 2 AM,” my older brother, six years my senior, taunted me, knowing I would never be allowed to stay up that late. It was a sticky, warm night in Western Pennsylvania, the kind where sweat and dirt mix with DEET bug spray—the eau de summertime of my youth.

When we moved to Blacksburg, VA, one of the first things that we did was search for bikepacking loops in the area. After all, what better way to learn a new place than to slowly pedal through all its nooks and crannies at a more intimate pace than in a sheltered metal box (read: car). The Grayson Gravel Circuit was one of the first digital hits on our radar, and it particularly peaked our interest because it was A) in the region of Mt. Rogers (the tallest point in the state)

Another year of being positively shocked that it’s over already and unaware of where the time has gone. Is it just the wicked reality of being a short life-spanned human or is something else involved here?  I listened to an interesting podcast about how to slow down time (more specifically: How to Live a Long Life ) from Radio Lab, one of my go-to science shows, and I think about it from time to time. The TLDR is that when we do the same activities on repeat, following a mono

I had no expectations when moving to Ithaca in the summer of 2018. It was just the next city that I needed to go to for my career goals–– this time for grad school. I accepted the offer letter before knowing where Ithaca was located, plugging it into Google maps so I could learn just how far away I needed to travel from Nashville (where I was currently living).

From Valencia to Malaga, we were fortunate to experience Las Fallas festival, the Alhambra palace, and beautiful city life.