Commuting

Growing up in suburban Memphis, I lived too far from my schools to ride my bike to and from except in seventh and eighth grades. My sense of freedom in those…

I'm not one to go in for social media challenges. I need to say that before I endorse this social media challenge. Back when people were pouring buckets of ice…

It didn't make sense at first glance, one bike, one rider, four legs. Then I got closer. There was a kid on the back, which explained why the rider, also a…

The soft morning light slowly unveiled my long shadow dancing on the asphalt in front of me as I crested the short hill on my bicycle. Careless and free with…

I looked back over my left shoulder to see if the light had changed or if the WALK sign was lit. I did this reflexively. The thing is I had run the light. I…

It's downright entertaining how we change throughout our course in life. I'm tempted to say we evolve, but, at least in my case, that might be a bit of a…

TCI Friday works best when you read and weigh in. Please comment below, so we can get a conversation going. For my sake, please save me from the echo chamber…

The metaphors abound. In one, I am the minnow, squiggling and wriggling along, minding my own business with both eyes peeled for danger. The bus is a great…

I am not a hardcore bike commuter. I only ride to work a couple times a week. It's less than an hour each way, and I don't go when the weather is particularly…

I am not a hardcore bike commuter. I only ride to work a couple times a week. It's less than an hour each way, and I don't go when the weather is particularly…