Tag Archives: Solitary Cycling

Warmth In the Wind

  Summer offers few excuses not to ride, and heat is not one of them. When temperatures soar, motivation must come from within. The body feels lethargic, the legs weak, and the heart faint from pumping over-warmed blood through a … Continue reading

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Race Against The Clouds

  It’s mid-summer and a gelatinous atmosphere blocks my progress as I wheel my bike out to the street. Looking upward, a clear sky greets me, marred only by a smattering of puffy white wisps of cotton. Through torrid heat, … Continue reading

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Cycling On Wind

    Heading outdoors, something feels amiss. Dust, leaves, bits of discarded matter and unidentifiable, unaffixed objects swirl mightily. Hair whips across the face, blinding, and whipping half-closed eyes, as the carried bike lands firmly on full circles of rubber. … Continue reading

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Riding Into the Void

Beyond the city, a long winding road awaits. Devoid of cars, the lazy path rolls out in a solid lane of smoothness. Relaxing, a rhythm begins to build. Riding a bike in a desolate place brings a sense of peace … Continue reading

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The Song Inside My Head

  Solitary cycling creates a silence in my head. The void begs for sound – a hint of civilization. Long ago, I rode with a first generation MP3 player in my chest pocket, hoping to capture some of its tinny … Continue reading

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Emerging from Winter Doldrums

Short days always make me lethargic. The indoor world of winter with man-made heat is stifling. The days are brief; the nights drag on. Darkness is all around, dampening and lowering my mood. A dull sadness floats in stale air. … Continue reading

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When Locking Bikes in Harvard Square Was a Formality

Years ago, I always locked my bike, a Motobecane Super Mirage, to the rail in front of the now defunct WordsWorth bookstore. The front wheel was either removed and locked with a U-lock or taken with me. Harvard Square had … Continue reading

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The Icy Tears of Winter Cycling

Welling eyes involuntarily yield droplets of semi-frozen liquid, cascading down bare cheeks, descending rapidly in a semicircle before dropping into the wind. The flowing wetness brings forth lost emotion as tears of hardship, tears of trial and tribulation, tears of … Continue reading

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The Isolate Cyclist

No amount of rationalization can change cycling from what it really is: a solitary pursuit. Cyclists form clubs, groups, coalitions, but when it comes right down to it, each of us mounts a bike alone and rides into the unknown. … Continue reading

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