Pedal Strike

TweetLike most women, in my laziest moments, I’ve considered it. The concept – at least in the abstract – doesn’t sound so bad, and as long as you perform your end of the bargain, there are clearly some tangible rewards to be gained. And it’s not like you’re chained, unwillingly, to something you never agreed […]

TweetWhen I first got Embrocation Cycling Journal volume 2, the first page I incidentally turned to was “The Art of the Bike Wash” by Radio Freddy. On the pages following the piece were pictures and two sentences: “A clean machine is a PRO machine. Keep it PRO, keep it clean.” Sometimes I wish I’d never […]

TweetBeing single and female presents its plethora of problems. Add “Asian” to the mix and it’s like a whole nother universe. Like if anyone seemingly flirts with me [a rare occurrence, thankfully], I immediately imagine their rooms: a tiny closet-like space filled with anime posters, Asian language books, pictures of ex-girlfriends [all Asian], and a […]

TweetI’m boarding another bus this afternoon to head back home to Boston. Goodbye NYC, goodbye swelteringly hot printing studio in Billyburg, goodbye comfy black couch in NYC Velo. And also, in a way, goodbye summer. Not that it’s over, technically. But most cyclists will probably agree that they’re feeling it pulling to a reluctant close. […]

TweetLike most people, I really hate heartbreak. The crying, self-doubt, nights alone that used to be spent either on the phone or giggling with a boyfriend, and just the complete emotional exhaustion. It sucks. I suppose I was incredibly lucky when, the morning after my last break up, I ran into a friend who had […]