Tag Archives: Bike

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 131

Posted on May 4, 2026 by istsfor manity

A brisk 49 degree start to a glorious blue sky day. Little River, SC. North Carolina! It wasn’t a day deferred — it was deferred by a year, as I left the East Coast Greenway in Georgetown, SC last year … Continue reading →

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worry into action (dry tent, anyone?)

Posted on May 3, 2026 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week (yeah, i’m still going to read on biketour…) This is the power of anxiety. It distorts the mind and disables the body. We don’t see things as they are; we see them as we … Continue reading →

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 130 (thee lots of bike pics edition)

Posted on May 2, 2026 by istsfor manity

You wouldn’t know I’m in South Carolina — or anywhere specific — given the same vein these shots are in. The excuse I’ll take is that it was a blustery and rainy day today without a lot of dry opportunities … Continue reading →

and that’s ok

Posted on February 19, 2026 by istsfor manity

pedal and pedal not much to sayon new bike dayi just pedal and pedal awaylike old poor yorick we’ll be some dayso for today and some day far awayi’ll just pedal and pedal awayand seize the day and that’s okay(bike … Continue reading →

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 →

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”

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 →

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 →