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From Vacation to Racing

Aug 11
1 min read

Last Wednesday afternoon, July 8, 2026, I was sitting beside a quiet alpine lake with no plans to ride the Death Ride. Less than three days later, I was standing at the start line at 5:00 a.m., wondering how the day was going to unfold. It all started with a borrowed RV, a bicycle leaning against a cabin, and one unexpectedly generous invitation. I wrote about the strange chain of events that got me there—and what can happen when you say yes before you have enough time to overthink it.



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