It was a grey morning in Chicago. I woke up early and headed out on my bike. As I crossed California Avenue, I spotted something up ahead on the right. A young girl was out jumping rope. At 8:45 on a Sunday morning. In 24 degree weather. She was bundled in a drab...
Last year at this time I decided to do a Project 365, which is posting a photo every day for the entire year. Because I take so many pics, I thought it would be easy. And there were times when it was…while out riding, finding an intriguing piece of art or...
To say that I enjoyed my ride today would be a serious understatement. What started out as a planned quick spin turned into almost three hours of pure bliss. It was an incredible day here: bright, sunny, clear, and in the mid-40s…the kind of day that you could...
My eyes open and adjust to the early morning light. The past three days have been wonderful… time spent together in perfect harmony. No fighting, no pain…just hours of comfortable silence. I lay there for a while reflecting on the past six weeks. I know we...
Apparently it doesn’t matter what country you’re in there’s always “that guy” who can’t stand a chick who passes them on a ride. Every French cyclist – from recreational to elite – gives a wave or nod as you pass on the road. Americans take note. Male cyclists, you...
