This (not at all a racebike) bike and I went 42 km together yesterday, all the way around the Annecy’s lake. Basically, I rode the equivalent of from my parents’ house in Louisville, CO to Downtown Denver.
Surprisingly, I’m really not sore today. Something in the water or Nutella must prevent lactic acid build up.
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Coleen Monroe-Knight is a Colorado native who has left a trail of new homes for herself around the world. She's set foot in 30 countries and lived on four continents in the last eleven years.
Her nomad homes are in Colorado, Chilean Patagonia, France, Italy, Switzerland, South Korea, England, China, and Iceland. Her latest travel adventures took her to Yunnan, Beijing, Jiangxi, and Southern China.
Although Covid-19 has made it harder to travel physically in recent time, she has recently taken up a new adventure: parenthood!
You can also find her on Twitter, Wordpress, and through her publications online.
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This (not at all a racebike) bike and I went 42 km together yesterday, all the way around the Annecy’s lake. Basically, I rode the equivalent of from my parents’ house in Louisville, CO to Downtown Denver.
