Category Archives: Biking

The Open Bridge

It is cold outside. In fact, the forecast for this week is for highs and lows all below freezing.  While it was around 25 degrees this afternoon, I took my bike out for a short ride because, like nearly every … Continue reading

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Life Behind Walls of Glass

Most of my day, a dirty window filters the world. I view life through the car window, through a smudged mirror, through a computer screen. I see through glass, darkly.  Whenever I can I ride with my window down to … Continue reading

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Lessons from Summer

This is what I learned this summer: That breaks really make a difference. Relax the rubber band or it will lose the stretch that makes it so good at what it does. That exercise feels sooo good when it is … Continue reading

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Before

As promised, here is a picture of my new bike, as yet unnamed. It is also a ‘before’ picture to which we will look back and marvel. With God’s help I will stop thinking like a 30 year old and … Continue reading

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