My bike takes me places I can’t always find on a map; afternoons wide open with adventure and new horizons; confidence that comes from pushing past the barriers of expectations and limitations. It’s really my favorite mode of transportation to some awesome destinations.
No thanks necessary. This is a travel blog after all.
your third attempt at parking or circle the block endlessly for an end spot to open up.
You’ll simply glide up to your favorite destination, slide off your bike and saunter through
the door without breaking a nail, your neck or a sweat.
rush hour traffic on some interstate, but you think you’ll find any roses to help sniff out the
smell of exhaust filling your lungs? I doubt it! On the other hand, when I spotted these
flowers (roses are so overrated) just off the bike path last time Jim and I were out, there
was no stopping me from stopping. No horns honking, no commuters commuting, no
exhaust exhausting. It was a moment to be savored, pure and simple, all sneezing aside.
athletes like Lance Armstrong and Bradley Wiggins. Let the world know you’re not to be
taken lightly, just like the Tour de France. Besides, this is one case when size doesn’t
matter, so don’t let that derriere keep you from enjoying this two-wheeled wonder. Your
derriere will thank you too; true bike shorts always come with awesome padding.
shout pizazz to cool gadgets that provide a stream of data to rival a satellite orbiting Mars
you’ll never want for ways to strut your stuff.
race to clear your mind and align your priorities. No more laptop, television, email or
phone encroaching on your vacation time. Well, okay, I’ll admit to taking my cell phone
while biking, but only for communicating on an emergency basis. Texting is out of the
question anyway unless you really like living on the edge of a skinny bike seat.
communication open with a postcard or two from all those exciting destinations you’ll now
have time to reach when your blood pressure, cholesterol, weight and blood sugar all start
dropping along with the number of doctor visits.
the blood gets flowing too; when the blow flows . . . Well, we all know what blood flow
does for lovers. Jim and I usually hop off the bike though before considering that ride.
1. Breaking Away: A working-class cyclist in a small town (townies, a.k.a. “cutters”) lives,
eats and breathes cycling and everything else Italian as he comes of age in a race
against the rich college kids. Based on Dave Blaze and his experiences at Indiana
University and the Little 500. Nominated for a score of Academy Awards, Breaking Away
brought home best original screenplay in 1979. This isn’t just a good cycling movie; it’s a
good movie period.
2. Pee Wee’s Big Adventure: When Pee Wee’s beloved cherry-red vintage Schwinn with
handlebar tassels, rearview mirrors, metal panniers and an enormous lion’s face atop the
head tube (gee, that's my bike when I was 8) is stolen, a raucous Bob-Hope style road
movie in which the juvenile protagonist fends off an escaped convict, an outlaw motorcycle
gang and an eyeball-popping ghost truck rider named Large Marge unfolds. You’ll either
love or loathe Paul Reubens' eccentric – or creepy, depending on your perspective –
performance as a bow-tie wearing man-boy who talks in a squeaky kiddie voice in this
1985 American adventure comedy film.
3. The Bicycle Thief: One of the greats in movie history, this film’s Italian post World War II
setting and a destitute man’s struggle to feed his family is tied to yet another stolen
bicycle. How the film unfolds is truly heartbreaking but it’s an absolute must see. Grab the
tissues. This movie ushered in a new era of cinematic realism when it was released in
1949. It's re-release 50 years later has simply served to highlight the classic appeal of this
story. Don’t let the subtitles be the reason you miss this movie.
4. Quicksilver: What this movie lacks in plot it makes up for with star appeal (Kevin Bacon)
and some seriously cool scenes of bike messengers weaving in and out of traffic and doing
some kick-butt stunts. For anyone between jobs, here’s an inside look at the job skills
needed to pursue an entirely new career field in just about any big city.
That reminds me, the Cycle Messenger World Championships (CMWC) is being held in Chicago this year in 3 weeks! I doubt much has changed since Quicksilver was released in 1986, but the real deal might be worth checking out.
Meanwhile, catch you later. I hear some kids calling as well as the beautiful outdoors, which means Jim and I are off on our bikes again.