Back in the day, I would have told you that I was a runner, not a bicyclist. Not that I like to categorize myself like that anyway, but my point is that the stasia of old used to define herself much more by her running than her biking. Now, even …
Yeah, yeah, we all know that I can never adequately write about a whole 20 days worth of adventure in one measly blog post. Regardless, as I put my pictures up online, I can’t help but try:) So the best parts? Gosh, too many to count! I was reminded how …
Today so far has been a day of dropped things. First, on the way to work, a man turned in front of me and pop! His wallet fell out of his back pocket and dropped to the ground. He didn’t notice, I guess, and kept biking, so I stopped to …
When I’m traveling by bicycle, I’m often struck by how simple it is: everything I need fits into my trailer, and everything in my trailer is something I need. Everything has its place and its purpose; everything has its use. It’s so different from being at home, where all the …
