BikeNoodle

Folks keep asking about my stupid pool noodle* when I’m out there traveling at the speed of bike. So here’s the link to everything you’ve ever wanted to know about BikeNoodle (written in 2020).

Note: Most people are nice when they approach me (usually while locking or unlocking my bike), but today’s person wasn’t. He said some things that were triggering to me as a road violence survivor, and I attempted to combat him verbally (which was my mistake — I never feel good after those types of exchanges and am reminded that it is not my job to correct misconceptions that people may have about safe-access-for-all). It was, unfortunately, a reminder of how out-of-place I have always felt here (with or without my noodle).

* which I only use in the Metro Atlanta suburb-city of Dunwoody, Georiga, USA