Verbal Turds

On more occasions lately than seems reasonable, rational, or sane, I’ve been yelled at for riding two-abreast on the bike path. Okay fine. This breach in etiquette would

The Physics of It

You are presumably at least some manner of rider of a bicycle if you are reading this publication. I’ve been riding bikes since the Triassic. All kinds. The flowered banana

Misjudged

Here are various vignettes regarding misjudgment. Some physical, some mental—some funny, some just plain judgy misjudgments. The Conversation: I’m riding along

Hug an Advocate 

(but ask first..) I’ve been a bike advocate for more years than I’d care to admit. It started in the normal way—riding bikes, thinking it was nifty. Someone must have

Keep It to Yourself

The other day I was blissfully pedaling up a trail, lost in an internal reverie about cupcakes or cloud seeding—I really don’t remember. The only sound was my own huffing and

On Wind

I dislike wind. On a cellular level. I do not think this is out of the ordinary—most humans do not like this element, unless they are sailors and that’s an even weirder lot

Newfangled

You know how every once in a while, something gets invented and you’re like “oh, I’m not sure how we ever survived without that. Why did this not happen before?” The internet

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