Tag Archives: Bike

waste another year

Posted on June 10, 2025 by istsfor manity

How Soon We Forget Dance with the algorithm. Take the wheel straight into the bay. Stay just one second more and let me try to change your mind. That’s a great height to fall from the top of the bridge.  … Continue reading →

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grainy pilgrims carrying

Posted on June 9, 2025 by istsfor manity

Nothing Truly Connects We’re above an endless plateau of cirrus. Look at that wisp of crescent moon nailed to this impossibly saturated blue sky. The moon out at noon. Proof, and more proof, that I’m being watched. The wolf ponders … Continue reading →

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stone inside you 

Posted on June 8, 2025 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week I was reminded of something Orwell wrote about fascism in 1936: “If you pretend that it is merely an aberration which will presently pass off of its own accord, you are dreaming a dream … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood pt. 95

Posted on May 30, 2025 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: People talk about the world ending, but do they ever talk about the world getting older? — Mieko Kawakami / “No Flowers”

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she is earthbound

Posted on May 28, 2025 by istsfor manity

The Point Clodomira’s legs are whirring pistons.  She’s up over 100 revolutions per minute on her bicycle.  The countryside streaks by her and in these few seconds there is no revolutionary struggle, no ultimate leader, no great leap forward.   The fervor of … Continue reading →

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stress fracture thoughts 

Posted on May 27, 2025 by istsfor manity

Why Aren’t You Bike Trekking on the ECG? Why aren’t I? I have stress fracture thoughts… I have surgically-reconstructed knee swelling galore… I had a surfeit of Bike MISERY… I was not enjoying myself… Mostly, I was following a tour … Continue reading →

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absolute misery biking

Posted on May 23, 2025 by istsfor manity

Nor’easter  Biked the entire day through a nor’easter — mid 40’s for a high, feeling like it was 30 degrees all day in the high winds and absolutely soaked through early on and all day. Absolute MISERY. Shades of hypothermia … Continue reading →

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my view on tour

Posted on May 22, 2025 by istsfor manity

Day 83 Start: Providence, RIEnd: Putnam, CTMiles: 57.17 / 1,381 From Providence, Rhode Island to Putnam, Connecticut. Too tired for more than a few pictures. We expect wall to wall rain from a Nor’easter all day and night tomorrow. Taking … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 94

Posted on May 21, 2025 by istsfor manity

An auspicious start turned quickly as 5.7 miles into the ride our tour leader, Joyce, called me to ask if I was missing anything. Upon check of pockets for keys, wallet and phone I said: No. Then she said don’t … Continue reading →

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there and back

Posted on May 20, 2025 by istsfor manity

Down the Cape We biked bonus miles today due to a detour and resupplying a mile off the trail — a sort of there and back and off to the campsite in Rochester, MA. But the day started chilly, windy, … Continue reading →

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