Becoming a mountain biker meant occupying a one-size-fits-all identity. It was difficult. If you are brown or different in any way from the white, male, able bodied athletes promoted by major brands, your task is to assimilate.
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In my experience as a Black woman, I feel significantly safer in the backcountry than I have ever felt in any populated area. I have had far more instances of feeling threatened by predatory humans than by predatory animals.
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Twenty-two years have passed, and I am still driven to prove that I can do what white folks do, but I have only recently discovered why.
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Culture, or, as I grew up calling it, cultura, embodies two main things: a group’s way of thinking and how others perceive it. As a Mexican-American cyclist whose childhood stretched between Mexico and Utah, I’ve thought a lot about how I fit into both.
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