June 19th, 2012
Sometimes what you really need is a coffee and photo op ride with a good friend. (Taken with Instagram)

Sometimes what you really need is a coffee and photo op ride with a good friend. (Taken with Instagram)

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June 17th, 2012
These are the best kinds of rides.

These are the best kinds of rides.

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June 11th, 2012
Bike rides with new friends makes for the best of Sundays.

Bike rides with new friends makes for the best of Sundays.

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June 9th, 2012
The best thing about a basket bike? Everything. Duh. (Taken with Instagram)

The best thing about a basket bike? Everything. Duh. (Taken with Instagram)

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June 7th, 2012
I ride this bridge all the time and I still can’t get over how beautiful it is.  Or how annoying the tourists are.
Today’s cruise with a homegirl was so rad.  It was crazy how 4 months ago she kicked my ASS on a ride, and this time around my unemployed ass was the one hustling.  Being able to ride every day has really made me a better cyclist in every sense.  Stronger, more confident and overall better bike handling skills. 
(Plus, check out how much better I look in kit!!!)
So basically, the moral of this story is quit your job and ride your bike.  Your legs will thank you for it.

I ride this bridge all the time and I still can’t get over how beautiful it is.  Or how annoying the tourists are.

Today’s cruise with a homegirl was so rad.  It was crazy how 4 months ago she kicked my ASS on a ride, and this time around my unemployed ass was the one hustling.  Being able to ride every day has really made me a better cyclist in every sense.  Stronger, more confident and overall better bike handling skills. 

(Plus, check out how much better I look in kit!!!)

So basically, the moral of this story is quit your job and ride your bike.  Your legs will thank you for it.

(Source: emilyraee)

June 4th, 2012

Change of Pace

I’ve been in the outdoor industry for 6ish years now.

That is 6 years of learning about running, cycling and anything and everything fitness related.  6 years of technical jargon about “moisture wicking fabrics” and “9, 10 and 11 speed cassettes.”  6 years of pro deals,  bike flipping and new running shoes every few months.  6 years of clinics, trade shows and studying the new season’s catalogs.  6 years of new technology and new faces and new trends.

And, unfortunately, 6 years of being talked down to.  6 years of the question “Oh, you ride a bike?”  6 years of people telling me I don’t know what I’m talking about.  6 years of people assuming that I’m “just a salesperson” who doesn’t have a passion for the sport/industry she decided to dedicate her life to.  6 years of entitled douchebags who look at me like a piece of meat when I am trying to sell them a bicycle.  6 years of trying and trying and trying and trying and trying not to bothered by this all…..

I’m done. 

I need a break from it all.  I need a break from trying.  I need a break from proving myself on a daily basis. 

I quit my job with, what many would say, is “the best” clothing company in my industry.  I quit because I was not happy.  I quit because I was tired. 

Now I’m moving into a new direction.  I’m going to start working with one of my other hobbies.  I’m going to start working in coffee.  I have some opportunities with a roaster/cafe that I love, whose passion I find inspiring. 

I am incredibly excited and also very nervous about this change of pace.  However, I know that I made the right decision.  I needed something to shake me up, and I think this is just the thing. 

New beginnings are always invigorating.

June 2nd, 2012
I love Northern California.

I love Northern California.

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GPOY.

Yesterday we headed out at 10, stopped at a back country saloon at 1, cruised over to this state park and hit some dirt, then stopped into a swimming hole.

Basically…..best Friday ever.  These kind of rides are what I live for.

GPOY.

Yesterday we headed out at 10, stopped at a back country saloon at 1, cruised over to this state park and hit some dirt, then stopped into a swimming hole.

Basically…..best Friday ever.  These kind of rides are what I live for.

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May 29th, 2012
My wall.  Feel free to send me more, I’d love to fill it!

My wall.  Feel free to send me more, I’d love to fill it!

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Apologies.

Hey all, 

This blog has fallen by the wayside.  I was so insanely busy with work, and then I quit my job, and now I am riding.  A lot. 

So I will try and update it more often, but I can’t promise anything.  I am, however, still updating my “regular” tumblr here - emilyraee

Check it out, and stay tuned.  Emily on her bike = happy, healthy Emily with little time for interneting, and lots of time for fun.

Happy riding

Em

August 20th, 2011

Watching the TTT w/ Brian Nygaard today….

I got super stoked to tell him that Fuglsang is on my Fantasy Vuelta team.

(Yeah….I made a fantasy vuelta team.  I’m a dork.  But I’m already the winner in my mini-league.)

And yeah…..Brian Nygaard came into my work today to watch the Vuelta.  Did I also mention how much I love my job???

Best.  Job.  Ever.

August 10th, 2011
I love this.  I miss Austin.  Thanks for making me super nostalgic, John.

I love this.  I miss Austin.  Thanks for making me super nostalgic, John.

(via thenorsephoto)

July 22nd, 2011

Mountain Bikes

  • Me: I really want a mountain bike. Like, an old steel one that's super simple, with a rigid fork.
  • Coworker: Why do you want something heavy like that? Just get something new.
  • Me: I want to put one of those flat porteur racks on the front.
  • Coworker: But then you couldn't take it on trails.
  • Me: I know. But the other day I saw this guy on a rad old Ibis who was carrying a pizza on his bike. I want a bike with big squishy tires that I can carry a pizza on.
  • Coworker: You are so weird.
  • Me: Yeahhhh....
July 20th, 2011
The god of thunder.

The god of thunder.

(via velotone)

queenstage:

Before team buses with showers, there were basins of water out in the open. Photo from Tour de France 1935 by Robert Capa.
(Photo via Slate)

queenstage:

Before team buses with showers, there were basins of water out in the open. Photo from Tour de France 1935 by Robert Capa.

(Photo via Slate)