Pedal Strike

TweetMelanin. It’s such a bitch. I understand the appeal of sun-kissed tans and healthier complexions. But where I come from, halfway across the world, white is beautiful. The desire to maintain or achieve pale, nearly translucent skin has women carrying parasols, applying “whitening” lotions, and wearing long sleeves in the humid, scorching Tokyo summer. I […]

TweetOh, and study. That’s pretty much all I did yesterday. I fell into bed early on Saturday in anticipation for the Sunday morning ride, even though there was no route planned. And possibly no ride partner, Pete having texted me late Saturday night that he was up for the ride but was an “anarchist party.” […]

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, […]