Pedal Strike

TweetYesterday, I almost couldn’t wait to dump my face into food after a mere 30 miles. And I did. Because I took a friend, Matt, on my recently discovered 40 mile route. We met early to throw down a few miles; he on a geared bike, kitted out, and looking every part the serious roadie […]

Tweet“Nice tan you got going on there,” Chris said as I casually walked into the mechanic’s floor of IBC. I knew the tank top was a mistake. You can clearly see how pale my shoulders are in comparison to my arms, and then that arm tan gets cut off into the glove tan around my […]

TweetFace flushed, dizzy with that mixture of satisfaction and exhaustion, I finally broke my dry spell yesterday. And what a satiating way to do it. Biting my lip between panting and gasping for air, goosebumps were shooting up my neck. Even with a cramped up shoulder, there was no way I was going to stop. […]

TweetRemember the “ipod nod”? Back when only a select few had ipods and they were far from touch screen? And those white earbuds would qualify you for that so-geeky-it’s-chic, sage nod from another ipod owner? That secret, shared understanding of owning something…superior? I like how that died within a year as ipods and Apple just […]

TweetI have 1.5 Boston winters under my commuting belt [I got my Bianchi in January 2008]. It doesn’t make me any more hardcore, or special, than any other cyclist. But it’s something I’m secretly proud of. It’s also the reason I think Bicycle Commuter Appreciation Day should be in the middle of February, not in […]