The better biker short marries fashion and function.
- Made of super soft but sturdy Tencel ponte fabric.
- Wide compression waistband.
- Deep side pockets for easy access to your phone, whether your a lefty or a righty.
- Reinforced gusset in the crotch for extra strength.
- Short enough for under a skirt; long enough to wear alone.
Ok, when I talk about winter, I'm talking about temperatures that range from 30-65 degrees. In Virginia, we get some quirky weather, and with climate change, I expect quirky to be the norm. We often will have cold rain, but very little snow. If there is snow, I'm not riding in it because we Virginians can't even walk in slush, so I would love to hear from some of you from different climates about your essentials. Without further ado...
It may be because of my ample bone structure, but my resonance spaces of my...
7 Ways Bike Commuting Can Save You and the World
2020 has been a year of upheaval, and I’m sure many of you are out there wondering what you can do to inject some positivity into this positively chaotic year. Something I found heartening was the phenomenal uptick in bike sales and enthusiasm for travel on 2 wheels.
Bike sales grew by up to 203% (Bike market skyrockets, Bicycle Retailer - June 2020) and many new and experienced cyclists might be looking for a way to get the new lifestyle to stick, even in a post-Covid world. Though I can’t be there to force you into this new habit, I can emphasize 7 reasons why your new hobby could be more meaningful than just a boredom buster - in fact, I have found that bike commuting changed my life and basically my entire lifestyle (including the creation of a bike and fashion friendly clothing line - check out my last post for my story Why I Ride)! In fact, I believe that making this switch could actually help save the world.
I was a nervous wreck. I was standing at the bus stop one evening after a grueling day of graduate classes and marching band practice (color guard!) and was ready to be home. It was dark. It was cold. I was hungry. I was on the verge of crying in public. At that moment, I saw the lights of the bus headed my way. I picked up my numerous bags, anxious to board and be done with the whole exhausting, wretched day. I stepped forward ready to board...and the bus blew past me.