the beat bike blog

At times, I've considered getting rid of my car. I don't drive it very much and I have pay for its upkeep, taxes & fees, attempt...

I've seen this hardtail on Pratt Street dozens of times. It's one of the regulars at the ornate iron fence in front of the late, lam...

So, I was lukewarm about doing another 'cross race, because it was a lot of work. But, it was also pretty cool. In that spirit, mark you...

Calorie deficits are weird. You do something that uses of a lot of calories. You're not hungry while you're doing it, but then you...

Early this past Sunday, I took a rainy ride to the New England Muscle Bicycle Museum in Bloomfield for their last "Northeast Bike Swap...

sorry for being out for so long. tons of changes at city hall, summer vacation, blah, blah, blah...... looking for suggestions on this the ...

In the spirit of spending more time in different neighborhoods, this Monday marks the first time I have featured a Bike Outside in the We...

Early yesterday day morning, I picked up Dario, with whom I was wearing a matching jersey, and set for the great bicycle summit at D2R2 . To...

I was putting some final touches on Johanna's Jake the Snake for upcoming abuse of it on the D2R2. I wanted to take it for a spin, so I ...

It began with what was meant as a short detour on the way home from Colt Park -- a jaunt along the paved Riverside path. But Saturday was th...

It was the bike nobody wanted. A barely-used Mongoose hardtail with a short-travel suspension fork and chunky tires that hummed loudly on th...

I got an email (press release?) from this bike shop in Avon. I complained once about bike shops and woman, maybe these guys are trying to re...

Connecticut's primary came and went this past week. The barrage of robo-calls has had a brief lull, and a sense of impending underwhelm ...

Now that primary season is over, we can focus our undivided attention on the D2R2. Last year's debacle weighs heavily on me. I wonder if...

When I ride to work through Trinity, sometimes I jump this little gap in the parking lot by the field house. Often, there's a car parked...