In my mind, I was in the cycling scene from American Flyers, a peloton of trained athletes tucked into compression shorts, sparkling white shoes clipped into metal contraptions, gliding around on the 16lb flying machines we call road bikes. But that’s not exactly what it looked like. In fact, when I started riding with the people … Continue reading Clipping in, Cannondale and Shimano
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To Ride A Bike
Now I leave this little bar, who stole my night In great company and bold conversation. I’m riding through dampened moonlight, Blurred white lines and whirring leaves The moon shines and disappears, She peaks through trees. I’m heading West, I trust the mountains But I can’t see well. He’s riding next to me. His … Continue reading To Ride A Bike