Pedal Strike

TweetUntil about a week ago, my friends [other than my IBC crew, obviously] who got to see progress pictures of my bike would constantly ask me when it was going to be done. It was more out of politeness on my friends’ part though, as most of them don’t ride bikes; and it’s a too-easy […]

TweetAlmost exactly six months ago, I was still freewheeling it on the Bianchi. I bought into the hype and was consequently terrified of going fixed; hence I was stuck in that gray area of the freewheel where I almost got scene points until I started coasting. The resulting inferiority complex really killed me. Ironically, I […]

TweetLike Proust and his madeleines, certain scents can have me mentally reeling back to, well, remembering things past. I still have a soft spot for Old Spice Sport which will eternally be linked to college boyfriends, late night games of beirut, the beer-soaked floor of fraternities and a particular red vinyl couch [patched with duct […]

TweetWhenever my Mom tries to admonish me about not being [insert any adjective of your choosing, popular ones include: smart, stylish, intelligent, prepared] enough, I pull out a handy Japanese proverb: “A frog’s child is a frog, Mom, I’m only going to be as good as you and Dad.”* To which she will either sigh, […]

TweetI’ve been taking the long way home these days. From Newton up through Watertown, through Cambridge, Allston, then back to Brighton. The route manages to pass by all my favorite bike shops too. When I dropped by Cambridge Bikes the other day – my future riding/training partner had promised to be there but had called […]