This Ride the Rockies Shares Roads of Becky Furuta’s Darkest Days, but Finding Her Ultimate Love–BikingSubmitted by Bill Plock on June 11th, 2021
The romance of pedaling the open road is well established: the camaraderie between strangers, the innate introspection, the breaking-down and getting lost and being found again.
The lure of escape and the search for transcendence were the auspices under which I began riding my bicycle. I was fifteen the first time I slipped out from underneath a rough blanket in a cheap roadside motel along highway 50 near Montrose and hopped on an old Diamondback mountain bike. I paused at the door, wondering if I should bring something along to eat. It would mean stepping over my two little sisters, sharing a rotting mattress on the floor beside the toilet and the mop bucket, near where the mice lived. I decided instead to ignore the emptiness welling up inside my gut and took a long drink of warm water to calm the gnawing. Read more
I’ve had a few days to process the loss of my friend, and the sadness of it all spreads over me like a warm blanket. But still, I want to ride my bike. It’s who I am. The bike remains the only place in the world where I feel truly at home and in love. Read more
Matt Miller, owner of BASE Performance invited me to ride last Saturday, not an uncommon invitation as we have ridden many times. I had sort of decided to do a different ride in Denver. But Matt, said I might want to make the effort as there could be as many as 80 people riding, some from the BASE team and this new group he is sponsoring called Ride or Die. Of course I was intrigued.
As it turned out the groups left at different times and when the BASE team left the other group hadn’t arrived. Three hours later upon my return, the parking lot at BASE headquarters was filled with women cyclists all buzzing from a ride. Some were friends of mine who I had no idea would be there. There was a cooler of drinks and prizes and swag and I felt a fun energy. I asked my friend Becky Furuta, no stranger to the peloton from the highest levels about what I was seeing. I know they had ridden some gravel, and some road. I saw bikes of all sorts. I didn’t know anything about this group. Becky described it as, “grassroots racing and riding, the goal is fun and camaraderie without all the staunchness and elitism that’s driving people away from the road. There’s a sense of community and fun absent the usual rivalries. I think that’s really the point of these beginner/community rides – not that they’re easy or for beginners, but that they’re accessible at every level and focused on mixing training with fun and a social component. It’s a sustainable model, and I hope it sticks around.” Read more
When the world shut down, we all went outside.
COVID-19 closed offices and schools and restricted public gatherings, and drove everyone out of their homes and into the world. It’s like the Great American Recess, and it’s pretty amazing
Don’t get me wrong: I’m not minimizing the very real impacts of the pandemic or the tragedy of the losses, but a crisis on this scale can reorder society in dramatic ways, and not all of them are bad. A global, novel virus that changes the way we live for months can reorient our relationships with the world around us. There are opportunities for less polarization and a revived appreciation for the outdoors and for life’s other, simple pleasures.
The truth is, this is tough. We’re all struggling to some measure – some of us maybe more, and some maybe less. There’s no right way to worry. Everywhere we turn, we are inundated by news of the virus and its social costs. We’ve all experienced the disappointment of lost opportunities and cancelled events. It’s easy and even understandable to fill every moment with stress and anxiety and sadness. Remember, though, that feelings come and go like the breeze, and there are things we can do today to ease the burden we feel. For me, that starts with riding my bike. Read more
That time alone is one of the reasons I love endless hours of solo training on the bicycle. So many professional cyclists and domestic elites settle in Boulder precisely because it affords them the opportunity to connect with other talented riders, to share long days spent in the saddle with those who have the same training demands, and to enjoy a sense of community in the sport. I like all those things, too, but constant companionship exhausts me. I enjoy meeting fans and shaking hands and swapping stories when I do events or make public appearances for the team, and then? I need an hour or two on my own to decompress. A time out.
Back then, though, it was different. I wasn’t stepping away to recharge. I was suffering from a kind of incurable loneliness that left a hole in me into which I had curled up completely. Read more
I was never supposed to be a success. I was never made to stand on a podium, never meant to see the world, certainly never meant to shake the hand of Maria Fernanda Espinosa, the current president of the United Nations General Assembly and to speak before the UN. Read more
We bring you this story because it’s an inspiring team, great cause and because Becky does so much for the Colorado endurance community and 303. Soon we will have a podcast with her to talk about addressing the leaders of the world! Read more
By Becky Furuta I found out Kelly Catlin died from suicide the same way the rest of the cycling community would uncover the news: On social media. Facebook, actually. A mutual friend racing for Rally UHC Cycling – one ofRead More