The stuff that gets you places
For a long time, I’ve had bike bell envy. My handlebars–both the ones that were stolen and the new ones I got to replace them–are super thick, and I’ve never yet found a bell mount that fits around them. So while people cheerily dinged their bells on the Eastbank Esplanade, …
These are my running shoes: They have gone many, many miles with me, through mud, grass, rocks, dirt, puddles, rain, even snow. They’ve run in Washington Park and Forest Park and Mt Tabor. They’ve run behind countless waterfalls in the Columbia River Gorge. All summer, I wake up often in …
(YES!!!! Back up and running and sexy as ever!!:) This morning I had a date with Mark from Upcycles to fix my poor little scavenged bikey. Getting my bike to their shop in NE to fix it was sort of an adventure. I definitely wasn’t riding it up there:) And …
Now that I’ve had some time to think about it, I’m realizing that though I’m missing half my poor bikey, I’m still pretty darn lucky. Why? A bunch of reasons: Ultimately, it’s fixable. I still have my frame and many parts; I can rebuild from that and still feel like …
