I just rode in my first Tour de Acoma. For me it was a first, but for Acoma, this was the 5th Annual ride. It was magnificent. Riding with blue skies in the rolling hills and mesas of Acoma and Laguna pueblos, with the backdrop of the snow-capped sacred Mount Taylor, more than 800 cyclists spun along the 25-mile, 50-mile and 10-mile routes.

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Watching the Tour de France this year was an unusual experience for me. The past few years I have watched it at home as it happened. This year, I was out of town attending the Adobe Community Summit in San Jose, and was unable to watch it. I thought for sure the hotel would have OLN – as it was a pretty upscale place, but it didn’t.

So instead, Becky recorded the stages for me. When I got home, I had a big stack of DVDs to watch. Fortunately, no one had told me any of the results, so it was going to be ‘just like watching it real-time’. The only clue I had gotten, was that one of the stages was bound to go down in history.

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I love to ride my bike. No, I am not one of those people who ride 100 miles, 7 days a week – but I am definitely hooked. Growing up I enjoyed riding a bike. I was the second oldest of 5 children in a household that only had two bikes. But most of the time, it was me and my brother Paul who had the bikes. But I was an entrepreneur at a young age doing a wide-range of odd jobs. By the time I was in 6th grade, I had saved up enough money to buy my own bike – a 10 speed. Even though in retrospect, it was much too big for me, I loved it nonetheless. In a lot of ways, riding was a great sense of freedom for me.

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