Bike helmets can be quite boring. Similar in size and shape, usually color becomes the only unique factor. And even the color combinations tend to be bland and uninventive. But in a world that creates more and more ridiculous travel pillows, where there's a will, there's a weird way.
Just recently -- 48 years later -- I bought myself a brand new bike. And you know what? I sing on this bike. I let my voice rise in wonder and love. My heart cries from my throat with joy and laughter, with awe and gratitude. I let it rip and roar as I pedal and explore this city that I call home.
You can't be wearing a bike helmet and messing up your hair before work. Fact: Hair products are not portable, and are not designed for use outside of your home bathroom or a hair salon. And let's face it: Your hairstyle is a work of carefully crafted art, not something that can be rushed.
It all started so innocently -- a couple of rides down the sea front, commuting to and from work, perhaps a little time trial to see how you're doing... and oh -- it's happened -- you're no longer "a person who cycles" but "a cyclist."
A man who walks the walk and talks the talk is rare. A man who lives his dream is a man who touches lives. Money is not what buys you freedom; it is by living fully that we are connected to the inherent freedom we all possess within.
If you're in an urban environment and have taken to the streets on a pedal bike, be it through a bikeshare scheme or on your own bike, you're going to get yourself killed unless you pay close attention to my 35 of riding in cities on the street.
Jet, David and Chelsea are the Ice Riders, and this is their first snow cone of the day. They've been peddling -- and pedaling -- their frosty confections since they built their Ice Riders contraption last year.
I'm not usually quick to praise large banks. But I have to give credit where credit is due -- Citibike is the perfect marketing program and especially notable for a company that has taken a number of hits to its image in recent years.
You can set your clock by Dana D'Ascoli. Every morning in every kind of weather, she's in Astoria Park logging lightning laps from 5 to 6. And it's not just around the park. Dana's running role in life has been careering away from things she doesn't love to do.
In 2007, at the happy-long-road-ahead age of 23, Englishman Tom Allen launched into the world. He headed out of his village with plans to "cycle a lap of the Earth." Three and a half years, 12,000 mapless miles and 32 countries later comes the film Janapar.