tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356723782465446786.post397190389033533962..comments2024-01-18T09:29:42.707-05:00Comments on Biking in Heels: Urban cyclocrossCyclerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072776738519243521noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356723782465446786.post-26797341277138795262011-03-31T15:28:27.101-04:002011-03-31T15:28:27.101-04:00Lately, fallen redwood limbs.Lately, fallen redwood limbs.Corey Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15381826721030941179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356723782465446786.post-79755862999279945002011-03-26T09:52:37.542-04:002011-03-26T09:52:37.542-04:00I found myself at the blocked off end of a mile lo...I found myself at the blocked off end of a mile long spring cleaning construction zone along the canal. I didn't feel like backtracking a mile, so I carried my bike over the last stretch, climbed over the barrier, and was getting ready to lift it over the last fence, when two nice women on cruiser bicycles on the other side decided I needed rescuing, and helped me from the other side. Canal-o-cross at its finest.John Romeo Alphahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01289456379789026152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356723782465446786.post-67211213951724881882011-03-25T18:08:48.002-04:002011-03-25T18:08:48.002-04:00It wasn't really cyclocross unless you RAN up ...It wasn't really cyclocross unless you RAN up the stairs and hurdled over a couple of homeless people. But I'd show up with a cowbell to cheer you on! :-)Steve Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13650405341304401203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356723782465446786.post-87165331158157590382011-03-25T16:09:09.185-04:002011-03-25T16:09:09.185-04:00Um...a stairwell full of drunks on the T after hav...Um...a stairwell full of drunks on the T after having naively decided to take e train home from downtown Boston on the day of the St. Patrick's Day parade after a long, cold day of biking. The crowds on the platform were so appalling that after taking the elevator down, I changed my mind and headed back out into the fresh air and biked the five miles home instead! But yes--grappling a 40-50 lb. DL-1 up a couple of flights is a different story than swinging your ten-speed over your shoulder. And now that I think about it, the disadvantage to a ladies' model is no handy top tube to put over your shoulder...Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05544085626784199782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356723782465446786.post-25807609918795764252011-03-25T10:51:18.542-04:002011-03-25T10:51:18.542-04:00I live on the 7th floor of a 107 year old tenement...I live on the 7th floor of a 107 year old tenement style building. The type that has one tiny elevator (formally the iron gate type up to about 10 years ago) cut into the middle of a rectangular stairwell. The stairs are only about 3 feet wide, have a landing between each floor as well as a sprung fire door. The ceilings are 12 feet. My elevator breaks from time to time, and my bike, which I keep in the 7th floor hall, is a 50 lb utility bike with giant delivery basket. I have to stand the bike up on its rear wheel on each landing to get it around the bend. Those aren't my favorite mornings.Adamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12289745556219478251noreply@blogger.com