Pedal Strike

TweetIt’s Friday night, and there’s a hand sneaking in between my legs. Fingers brush my inner thigh as I squeal and giggle. I wasn’t tipsy at all. Just a little drunk off adrenaline from the Superb Grand Opening party. I had cleared my schedule weeks in advance for this party [and not only because cassette […]

TweetMy love of bike shops is no secret; I’ll stubbornly stand in cleats around bike stands, even with a knee that’s throbbing and begging me to sit down, to kill time with the best mechanics around, whether in NYC or Boston. I never thought, though, that I’d have the opportunity to watch a new bike […]

TweetMy first boyfriend was a computer science major [yes, I started dating in college]. He was clean cut, played Ultimate Frisbee, and was his high school’s valedictorian. He also watched Star Trek and loved video games. He didn’t totally look it, but he was kind of a dork. I thought he was the most adorable […]

Tweet1.57am. That’s when I finished. Not like that’s unusually late these days. Between rides, blogs, and scheming, late nights are becoming part of the whole routine. A dizzying one that has me nearly falling asleep as I brush my teeth and having small fits of existential crises over gchat. All while some part of me […]

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 […]