In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again.
I am Justine Valinotti.
25 December 2017
24 December 2017
What Do We Have In Common?
The virus was kind. Or, at least, it was courteous: It delayed its gratification. It could have made me really, really sick more than a week ago. Instead, it decided to wait until I finished my semester. Not that I was feeling great as I graded all of those papers and exams: I was functioning just well enough for that, but not much else.
So now that I'm finished until next month, I still haven't been riding. It has nothing to do with the weather, which has been cold, but not unseasonably so: last week's snow is gone. It also has nothing to do with the shorter hours of daylight: I have my blinkies and other safety equipment. And I do have one thing in common with Santa's most famous reindeer.
Yes, my nose is red. But it won't guide any sleighs or bikes or much of anything else besides my sneezes.
Since I can't ride, or do much else, I will try to find out what, exactly, gave Rudolph his red nose. Surely it wasn't my virus!
So now that I'm finished until next month, I still haven't been riding. It has nothing to do with the weather, which has been cold, but not unseasonably so: last week's snow is gone. It also has nothing to do with the shorter hours of daylight: I have my blinkies and other safety equipment. And I do have one thing in common with Santa's most famous reindeer.
Yes, my nose is red. But it won't guide any sleighs or bikes or much of anything else besides my sneezes.
Since I can't ride, or do much else, I will try to find out what, exactly, gave Rudolph his red nose. Surely it wasn't my virus!
23 December 2017
A Huracan vs A Housewife
There are reasons why police departments all over the world have bicycle patrols. The main one is that an officer pedaling two wheels can reach places, such as congested downtown streets and alleyways of campuses, inaccessible to the cop with his or her foot on a gas pedal. And, the constable on two wheels can get to a scene more quickly than his or her counterpart in a motorized vehicle.
For years, I've heard that red cars are more frequently pulled over than vehicles of any other color. It makes sense: If you're going to speed, make illegal turns or do almost anything else you shouldn't be doing while driving, you're more likely to be caught if you catch an officer's eye while doing it. And, of course, you are more likely to get such unwanted attention if your car has a bright, eye-catching hue.
What most police department brass don't know, however, is that one of its officer's legs can generate 573 horsepower on a bicycle.
All right. That's just a slight exaggeration. In this one instance, however, a Japanese cop on a bike was a match for 573 horsepower of Italian automotivery. (All right, I made up that last word.) Or, at least, those 573 horses--costing more than a lovely Louisiana abode that wouldn't look out of place in Gone With The Wind--couldn't escape from justice delievered from the seat of "a housewife-style chari bike.
Now, of course, if you're buying a Lamborghini, you're probably not trying to be inconspicuous. So, of course, you'll go for a color like the bright orange of the Huracan in the video. But even if that car had been painted in primer gray, its driver wouldn't have escaped the cop on the "housewife" bike. Why? Well, that cop had the law on his side. No, I'm not talking about Japanese traffic code: I mean the law of gravity.
So, if you are contemplating whether to treat yourself to a sports car or a bike, just read this post--and watch the video!
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