An eclectic quest for more comfortable bicycling
A Zen teacher saw five of his students returning from the market, riding their bicycles. When they arrived at the monastery and had dismounted, the teacher asked the students, “Why are you riding your bicycles?” The first student replied, “The…Continue Reading
A related post of mine appeared on the Washington Bikes blog and another one on my personal random-life-and-stuff blog I haven’t made New Year’s resolutions for years because I recognize how quickly those good intentions start paving a road to somewhere. A…Continue Reading
What a bike ride home gives me at the end of the day: exercise fresh air direct experience of neighborhoods I don’t live in and wouldn’t otherwise see up close the chance to smile at a little kid holding his…Continue Reading
April has not worked well for me in past attempts to complete 30 Days of Biking for various reasons–some of them good ones. I got a running start on April 2013 by riding my bike every day March 17-March 30…Continue Reading
At a certain point in late spring a couple of flowering trees on my usual route home fill the air with sweet perfume. They stand in a most unlikely spot on Sherman Avenue just north of the freeway overpass. Not…Continue Reading
Quick, how many times today have you looked at your cell phone while waiting in line, walking down the street, or sitting on the couch? I’m the first to admit, my number is easily over a dozen. Some days more…Continue Reading
The blog now stands at over 170 posts after a year of writing. Lots of advice is sprinkled throughout every post, along with my ponderings and miscellany on bike policy, infrastructure creation, and other aspects of becoming a bike-friendlier world. This…Continue Reading
The ride reports for 30 Days of Biking hold me accountable, but they can’t change what life throws at you, so I’m not going to ride 30 days in April. And you know what? I’m okay with that. When I…Continue Reading
At times I try to approach biking as a genuine mindfulness meditation. The immersion of self into the experience feels really wonderful when I get there. At times, though, I’m immersed in something more like dumb-ass-ness. Herewith, three stories of…Continue Reading
This post is Part II, continuing yesterday’s diatribe meditation on use of the word “accident” to describe a preventable negative interaction between a driver and a cyclist or pedestrian. The conversations I often have after someone on a bike is hit tend to…Continue Reading
This post has its origins in my brush with fate this week, and before that in fall 2010, when two things happened within a few days of each other: Arleigh Jenkins AKA Bike Shop Girl (a blogger whose work I read) was…Continue Reading