It is that time of year again.  I am still riding the routes I have been riding all summer.  Still riding

I have a personal rule when I am on my bike.  I do not say hello to someone if I

 I love a good beach holiday.  There is one part of the day that I ensure I am on the

Five minutes after I get up in the morning, I put on music.  Five minutes before I go to bed

There is something to be said about riding this time of year.  It is the second week of October, and

You could be dying on a hill.  You could be at your last breath.  You could be chasing someone.  You

LOVE LOCKS  Here I go again.  Asking the same question I have started many posts with.  Do I ride because

I worked on the farm for most of my school summers.  It was ‘hell’ then, but today I look back

This is going to be a tricky one to ask.  Okay, I am just going to ask it.  Is talking

This post can be thought of as Part II to ‘When I Get Carried Away.’  I was writing that one