When I signed on to participate in 30 Days of Biking, I didn’t realize how impactful this month would be on me. The past 30 days have opened my eyes to the raw beauty and diversity of the urban landscape I’ve called home my entire life. I have stopped to smell the...
Why are some people so angry? What makes them take that anger behind the wheel of a car? This morning I got on my bike early, wanting to take advantage of the break in the rain predicted for Chicago all weekend. I flatted a mile from home – a shard of glass that I...
The world is quiet as I leave the house in the morning on my bike. It’s still dark, and the city is only starting to come to life. The unmistakable hiss of the brakes from a city bus is often the only sound I notice for blocks. As I move along daylight breaks and with...
My last post was full of anxiety. Full of self-imposed pressure that was slowing sucking the enjoyment out of one of the most enjoyable things I’ve ever known: riding my bike. I was worried that I wasn’t “training” long enough, hard enough, or often enough to be ready...
