Pedal Strike

TweetI [fortunately?] have a few friends who have enough social influence to enable them to drag me out to events I have no desire of attending. This usually involves countless excuses on my part, then having said excuses shot down too efficiently and a half-joking ultimatum that not going would entail the end of our […]

TweetThey say summers aren’t complete without a kind of [briefly ridiculous] love. Preferably one with a partner that would otherwise be unattainable/unrealistic/undateable. Because for three hot months, you can just ignore the glaring signs that things will fizzle out come September. It’s summer. Time to make some embarrassing forgettable choices! To be honest, this whole […]

TweetI’m somehow still in NYC. And no, it wasn’t the Yankees win against the Sox after 15 innings [although that was a pretty intense game]. And despite all the trash talk that I might be doing that Boston sometimes needs to step it up, it’s not the bike scene that’s keeping me here either. Because […]

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 […]