Tag: Megan Hottman

I’ve often thought that the perfect riding mate is one of those elusive and difficult-to-describe creatures. Like unicorns, you know it when you see it. To articulate it and actually describe, it is quite another. I’ve been blessed to ride bikes with a handful or so people in my life, who have set the bar incredibly high as perfect ride partners. I’ve paid close attention to the nuances, asking myself, “just what exactly makes this so magical?” in the hopes of being able to distill it down into words without doing the dynamic an injustice. It’s hard to describe a flow-state feeling.  Read more