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May 4th, 2010
This is just a tiny section of my favorite bike path, the W&OD Trail. I’m facing east, and right out of view is the intersection of Washington Street and Rt. 66 in Falls Church, which is walking distance from the East Falls Church metro. The total distance of the trail, which spans from Shirlington to Purcellville, is almost 45 miles. 
October 10th, 2009
All was quiet this morning–except for Lucy, of course–when I heard thumping and knocking coming from the basement…so I investigated. And what the…??? Yes, the bike apparently had had it up to its handlebars with me and decided to drag its dusty and neglected self upstairs. I know. I was just as surprised as you. I mean, who would have guessed that bikes don’t like basements? Isn’t that where they’re supposed to live? And how was I to know? It never said a word. Anyway, like it’s not enough that it’s now encroaching on our living space, it now wants to stay upstairs and go out on rides. Geesh, and I thought Lucy was pushy. Okay, so I told the bike we’d start out on the trainer on the back porch, just to get reacquainted before taking it on the road. It agreed, as long as it can roll to The Pretenders’ Learning to Crawl, which I’m on board with, as it has some great tunes for spinning. But the bike is also demanding blog time…stories and stuff about it. I said to take it up with Lucy, as the blog is pretty much her domain. I assume they hashed it out as the last time I saw Lucy, she was standing there barking at it. So, to make a long story short–although it’s a little late for that–expect to see the bike pop up on the blog now and then. And I’m wondering, who’s in control here anyway?
April 27th, 2009
I spotted these two in the Ballston area of Arlington, Virginia, possibly on their way from the Custis bike trail, that is a good short-cut from Washington, D.C., to the W&OD trail. I used to take both trails to get into the city when I was working there and the Custis trail is a good workout. Hilly and twisty, it was fun to try to catch, or run from, other commuters on the path. It’s the only thing I miss about working in the city! And hey, it is Mellow Yellow Monday, so here are some yellow cars, yellow awning, yellow walk sign… Want to see more than cars and stuff? Then follow the link to see a whole lot of other beautiful yellow things!
April 22nd, 2009
These are the tiny blossoms of a redbud tree of which I posted a photo this past Sunday. Speckled with last night’s rain, these are from a tree I found in Mason District Park this morning on Lucy’s walk. And in keeping with my style of pairing a photo with a seemingly unrelated story, here goes. Redbuds always remind me of a certain stretch of the W&OD Trail in Virginia that W and I used to ride each year at this time. Actually, he would faithfully do the ride—I would tag along if I was *sigh* feelin’ it. This particular length of bike path was just east of Leesburg and was heavily lined with redbuds that loomed over us from both sides. Cruising along, the banks of the path would become a beautiful blur of reddish-purple. The Leesburg ride was in preparation for TOSRV, the Tour of the Scioto River Valley, a two-day, 200-mile bike tour that takes place each year in Ohio on Mother’s Day weekend. W and friends would always make the Leesburg ride the weekend before TOSRV and would ride from the beginning of the trail in Shirlington to Leesburg, have lunch, then ride back for a total of around 80-90 miles. While I only rode TOSRV once, W and a friend made the trek for many years. If ever I write of my love for cheese and mustard sandwiches, fear not, a mention of my own TOSRV adventure will certainly rear its ugly head! Hmmm, Rod Stewart was right…every picture does tell a story.
March 25th, 2009
Okay, so I was planning on getting all kinds of stuff done yesterday when I came across Mark Rayner’s blog, The Skwib (a funny place, in a good way!), and noticed his post on making your own superhero. Hmmm…do I smell a distraction? Sure do. So, on to The Hero Factory I went and created my very own superhero! Here she is, and maybe a little ‘splainin’ is in order… That’s really my hair—a usually short do that hasn’t seen a trim FOR MONTHS. And I love cycling (although the basement has held my bike hostage for a few years now…negotiations are underway), hence the racing garb in beautiful Bianchi celeste [*shiver*]. And the stick? While I could’ve had a sword or a gun or nun-chucks even, Lucy likes a nice stick on her walks to tug on. And it doubles nicely for smacking other cyclists who don’t yell “ON YOUR LEFT!” when passing. And the bod? It came from the family gene pool—just not my family. So, named The Fantastic Splintery Splinter (where did I go wrong—was it the stick?), I’ll change it to Sprintery Sprinter, once the bike and I get back on the road… Now, go goof off…
August 18th, 2008
Doing her part to help the environment, this commuter gets off of the subway at D.C.’s Union Station to retrieve her bike from the bike rack and head home, only to find—no bike. Seems the security guards were either having a slow day or needed to meet their clunker quota (as evidenced by the cache of other bikes seen sitting in the basement). If you previously thought your bike was stolen from Union Station, you know what to do. Sorry! This news video is not available. 
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