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.
08 December 2023
John Lennon and Howard Cosell
06 December 2023
The End—Or Just Change?
The past few days have been hectic. It’s “crunch time” at work and I’ve had to attend to a few things that might lead to a change in my life. Whether that will be good or bad, or just change, I don’t know.
I did manage to squeeze in a late-afternoon ride to and from Fort Totten the other day. I rode Tosca, my Mercian fixed gear, as I often do on short rides. On my way home, I stopped to enjoy the end-of-day light from the Malcolm X Promenade, which rims mFlushing Bay from LaGuardia Airport.
As much as I enjoyed the spectacle, upon looking at a photo I took, I can’t help but to wonder whether it portends what will come from the change, should it come to pass.
03 December 2023
Off The Rails
When I had a mountain bike with suspension, I thought I could ride over anything.
That included railroad tracks. I assumed they were abandoned…until I heard a low rumble, clackety-clack and blaring horn.
It’s a good thing my reflexes were great. (I was younger!)
Even with suspension, riding those tracks was rough. Perhaps this is what I needed: