Ride the ‘Wrong’ Bike

Ride the ‘Wrong’ Bike

Ride the Wrong Bike Thoughts on Gravel Riding and Beyond The other day I rode my gravel bike in the snow, which doesn’t seem worth mentioning. Except I have to admit that was a little nervous – maybe because I’m “old.” Or maybe it’s...
How to be deaf (whatever works)

How to be deaf (whatever works)

How to be deaf (whatever works) I am a late-deafened adult with clear speech. Because I speak ‘normally’ people don’t seriously consider it when I tell them that I am deaf. They may speak more loudly and clearly for a beat but then forget. Being deaf is...
How to Train Your Boyfriend

How to Train Your Boyfriend

How to Train Your Boyfriend ~ To Ride Bikes With You Dear Studd,   That’s great that you want to ride together. Here are the rules:   Stay on my rear wheel.   Unless you are too close, then back off, you are crowding me and making me feel slow! Go on ahead of me,...
Grief

Grief

Grief January 31, 2001 – February 19, 2001 It’s not a day on the calendar that reminds me of my grief. The day is imprinted upon my DNA by the angle of the sun, the season, the feeling in the air on a February day. Even if I were never to lay eyes on a calendar...
Fat Bike Girl’s Guide to Quarantine

Fat Bike Girl’s Guide to Quarantine

Fat Bike Girl’s Guide to Quarantine 10 Random Diversions   My 15 year-old son said this post is “so cringy.”   For almost a month I have been quarantined from everyone including my kids and my partner. It’s been hard. I miss hugs. I am a member of the...
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