It was one of those classic, New England, omnidirectional headwinds. We'd screamed down the hill to the main drag, my eyes streaming despite my glasses, and my…
I was as new as a kid in diapers. Cycling was easy. I climbed on and I pedaled. I changed gears when the pedaling was too hard or too easy. Everything was…
I've ridden in rain and it made me tougher. At least, it made me feel tough. I've ridden in the cold and learned it wasn't so cold. I've ridden in the snow and…
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