I know July is a busy month for you, so I’m putting in my requests early in case you need a little extra time on these. First please make sure my bike arrives in London in one piece and on the same flight as me. That would be a bad start to this whole adventure. [...]
Go to post pageIt’s fast approaching, that little trip that I began planning about eight months ago. It’s hard to believe that in exactly six weeks I’ll be clipping in to start on the most challenging adventure of my life. Hmmmm. Start list is 127 men, 9 women. NINE? I’ve been riding as much as I can lately. [...]
Go to post pageWow. To say it was a crazy cycling news day would be an understatement. All day my Twitter feed was abuzz with commentary; I did not fuel the fire in either agreement or disagreement, but I have given it a lot of thought today. What makes someone a hero? What makes someone perceived as “nice” [...]
Go to post pageWhen 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 proverbial roses along the [...]
Go to post pageWhy 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 never [...]
Go to post pageThe 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 [...]
Go to post pageMy 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 for London to Paris. That number on [...]
Go to post pageA week ago I walked into my office and like I do every morning, I change the number on my whiteboard…the number that counts down to the London to Paris ride. That morning, I changed it to read 120. Something about that number stunned me and honestly, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep since. [...]
Go to post pageI’ve been planning this for about a month. Driving different routes on the weekends. Getting the Cannondale ready. Waiting for the weather to break…just a little. And finally, this week I started commuting to work on my bike. This is not a ride out on my Seven…a beautiful, lightweight machine, made especially for me. This [...]
Go to post pageWhat is it about this winter that is making it seem endless? I grew up in Chicago. I’ve been through winters much colder, much snowier. How has this become my winter of discontent? What is it? Perhaps it’s because I have felt tortured all winter with images posted by cyclists that I talk to who live [...]
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