I've been busy writing blogs about bicycles!

Okay, picture this. I walk into a VERY upscale restaurant wearing my bicycle helmet, a battered velour vest, and dragging my loaded panniers spilling out cameras, books, and rain gear.

Was I greeted with HORROR? Find out here.

And then I tackled what it really means to give up your car and do EVERYTHING on a bicycle. Guess how many hours of planning and execution it took to attend a one hour meeting? It's astonishing!

Such things make me admire the members of Team Estrogen even more.

Now I have to get back to a search for a pilot of a tandem bicycle to take a blind cyclist out for a ride in Newark, Delaware. Won't some of you MOVE TO DELAWARE, please?