Frozen in time

Yikes. I’ve given you too many downer stories in a row*. Okay, here’s a good one, and, like all good stories, it involves ice cream. I was Traveling at the Speed of Bike on the Lower East Side of Manhattan on a windy, chilly spring day this week that suddenly turned warm. Cherry blossoms and…

Peak sad?

So I fell upon this sugar-sweet explosion of commissioned street art spitting distance from the most somber memorial in New York City and my first reaction was, “Oh, have we hit peak sad and now we’re trying to ‘happy things up’ here?’ Turns out, well, yes, that’s exactly right, as a quote in Architectural Digest…

Avenue D

Truth? I’m back in ATL, but not. Thank goodness I have some Fall in Love with Atlanta bike tours this weekend because my heart is still somewhere on Avenue D right now, I think . . .

NYC class listing is now live

I’m offering a free bike class for women in New York City on Tuesday, April 16. Feel like a kid again. Here are details. Registration required.

Schwinneola

This is me and Schwinneola. I bought her for $74 at Walmart on Old Country Road on Long Island so I could have a bike to ride around where I grew up (Mineola, NY), so I could live and write the epilogue to my book, Traveling at the Speed of Bike. A lot happened inside…

Mineola, then and now

In November, I am going back to Mineola, NY, where I grew up in the 1960s and ’70s*. It is a two-square-mile village (nothing fancy, mind you)  built on the flat, grassy plains of Long Island, just a couple of miles from the border of the NYC borough of Queens and 16 miles from Manhattan….