Rode to joy (yet again)

It’s Thursday, and that means I leave my house at 7 a.m. today to take the train with my bike to the Arts Center Station in Midtown, Atlanta. I inevitably meet the nicest people of the day on the elevator up to the plaza (me with my bike and them with their wheelchairs and strollers…

“Wheeeeee!”

So I got off at the Arts Center MARTA station, as usual, after bonding with a group of strangers (as always seems to happen — me with my bike, them with canes or luggage or strollers) on not one but two elevators to get out of the station. I was then walking my bike across…

Joy-based journey

There is so much tragedy right now in our world.  I am recommitting this morning to being part of other people’s joy-based journeys via bikes, whenever I am called to do so (and can do so logistically). It may not be much in the greater scheme of things, but it’s what I have to offer.

Totality

The coming of Totality today has made me think about the totality of my life as well, especially because it’s a birthday week for me. I realized yesterday while having yet another death-defying ride in the dangerous suburb-city where I currently live that I had gotten so fixated on “hitting my miles” lately that I…