To me, a bike (or trike) is freedom. You see, I have Cerebral Palsy, so I’m limited in two respects. First, I don’t drive, so mobility on my own is something that is virtually non-existent. Second, I need to choose exercise activities that enable me to move my body in ways that don’t stress it, …
Since I was a little boy, I’ve always loved the freedom and flow of riding a bike. But biking took on a new role in my life a few years ago. My five-year-old son, Sam, passed away suddenly and unexpectedly in February 2020. Just a couple weeks later, as my family and I were reeling …
Some of my earliest memories are riding my bike around my neighborhood with the other kids. We would find hills and make jumps out of cinder blocks and scrap wood, or anything from in/behind dumpsters. For some reason, it was better than Christmas to wake up on a Saturday morning in the summer, and ride …
I loved biking as a child, but like many of us, slowly gravitated toward car travel and forgot about that love. Instead of riding bikes around the neighborhood all day, I spent my adolescence indoors focused on dance, which became my new passion and emotional outlet. At age 19, life pivoted when I decided to …