Don’t let that grin fool you. Cycling is hard. Actually, no it isn’t. I’m just really out of shape. This post is dedicated to all the mamas out there who are taking care of children, working (whether at home or … Continue reading
{sources: here, here, here, here, & here} Part of owning vintage bicycles has been obsessing over vintage bicycle posters as well. Here are some of my favorites. Which one do you like most? ♥ Happy Weekend!
While I’m still recovering from giving birth and not yet back on my bike, I thought I’d revisit some noteworthy posts from last year this time around. This year, I’m a new mom trying to figure out this whole baby … Continue reading
36 weeks. Wow, when did that happen? I’m actually closer to 37 weeks now as I type this, meaning that there are only about 3 weeks left until we get to meet this little one. So exciting! In terms of … Continue reading
It’s crazy to think that in two weeks I will be considered ‘full term’ and the baby could come any time. Although she may take another good five weeks before she joins us, we’re ready and excited and wouldn’t mind … Continue reading
This week was less eventful on the cycling front, mostly because temperatures rose into the high 90s and I thought better of going on long rides in that kind of heat and sun. I didn’t mind it at all last … Continue reading
Well, dare I say it? Summer is finally upon us and I couldn’t be happier. Everyone kept warning me that I would hate being in my third trimester once it’s hot, but for now, after the long months of winter … Continue reading
{This morning, I left Louie to relax on the roof of my car while I biked to a nearby coffee shop to meet a friend for a (decaf) cappuccino and German conversation. This is what cycling at 31 weeks looks … Continue reading
Over the past weeks, T. and I have started cleaning out our garage and getting more of the house in order with the idea that baby’s arrival will allow for less sorting and house work in the near future. As … Continue reading
Yes, the day has come. I was cycling home last Thursday when I was struck by an odd sensation. I had to pause for a second before realizing what it was: my knees and upper thighs were brushing against by … Continue reading
