Fueled by passion, powered by two wheels — I enjoy every ride. Sunsets over segments, climbs over crowds, and every kilometer stokes the fire.

Cycling isn’t just a sport, it’s my freedom, my fuel, my joy.

I'd love to share the roads with friends - same hills, same wind, same forests, same joy shared. Cycling is always better in group rides. Riding with friends brings a special kind of joy and the bond built over winding roads and long climbs.

But cycling friends are rare. Hard to find, harder to sync with. I'm an early rider, most alive in those silent hours when the world still sleeps.

And so, more often than not, I ride alone.

In those solo rides, there’s a different kind of beauty. The steady rhythm of my breath, the warmth of a sunrise, the sound of the tires and the clarity that comes with being alone in motion. With no one to talk to, the mind quiets. Clarity comes. Presence sharpens.

I ride on and stay low. Wheels turn, but I stay beneath the noise.

Not for clout, not for show — but for peace, good vibes, just me, the wind, the road and the freedom of two wheels.