...but I'm not sure exactly how long it was. I messed up my cyclocomputer so it was slightly overestimating the mileage. But by estimating based on the length of one section of the ride that I know, I'm guessing about 45 miles total. Not bad, huh?
The quality of the ride was somewhat lacking, though. I had this great plan to bike to Newport and back, but several things conspired against me. The ride to Bristol along the East Bay Bike Path flew by, I think in part because I was going faster than usual thanks to my new clipless pedals!! (These are pedals that your special bike shoes actually snap into, which means that it's way more efficient, because since your feet are attached to the pedals you're moving the gears even on the upstroke. Thus you can go faster, and going up hills in particular is much easier. So much fun!)
I stopped for lunch at this great little cafe in Bristol, then got back on the road. This was where the first big problem arose: there is no way to get from Bristol to Newport without clocking a bunch of miles on 4-lane, no shoulder roads. Fortunately most of these have a speed limit of 35mph, but it's still pretty freaky. The first big adventure is going over the Mount Hope Bridge, which is beautiful but kind of scary if you're on a bike and there's no space for people to go around you. Once you make it over in one piece, you've got to figure out how to get south through Portsmouth, which is a challenge because the only roads that go the whole way are both state highways. After attempting one plan which was aborted when it became clear that this was a serious highway, I stuck to the smaller of the two main roads until I reached the imaginatively-named Middle Road, which goes along the top of the low hill that is the Portsmouth section of the Portsmouth/Newport island.
Middle Rd, despite the name, is absolutely lovely. It's mostly working farms and old, old houses--not the kind you see on the streets of Providence, but old farmhouses with fieldstone walls along the road and cutting through the fields and woods. Made this chunk of the trip worthwhile.
At this point I was thinking I would take the bus from Newport back to Bristol, then bike home along the bike path. Aside from the annoyance of going back along those big roads through Portsmouth, biking round trip would have been in the vicinity of 80 miles, and it was getting a little too late because it had been slow going on the way there (what with stopping every few miles to look at the map, backtracking, and zigzagging to avoid big roads). But by the time I got to Newport it was officially raining and the temperature was in the 50's, so I decided to call it a day and take the ferry from Newport straight back to Providence.
Finding the ferry was an ordeal in itself. I started by looking for a library, where I could use the computer and figure out the ferry schedule and where it docks. But my map of Newport was a bit tricky to read, and Newport has conveniently neglected to put street signs on all of the roads I needed--the small streets are labeled, as are the big streets, but the middle-sized streets which are ideal for biking were not. After some more backtracking and a stop an historical society-type library with no computers, I finally I found the public library, got online, and discovered that I had 25 minutes to catch the ferry or I would be stranded cold and wet until the next one 3 hours later. I got directions from a librarian, but biked past the ferry 4 or 5 times and asked where it was another 6 or 7 times because it's a deceptively small boat that looked dark and empty, and there were no signs or ticket booths or anything indicating that this was a working public transport boat.
Finally I went back to the visitor's center and confirmed that this unmarked and seemingly uninhabited boat was actually the one I wanted, and bolted back over because at this point it was 4:53 and the ferry was supposed to leave at 4:50. I sped up the sidewalk along the dock as they were getting ready to shove off and yelled, "Hey, is this the ferry to Providence? Can I still get on?" Thank goodness, they waited for me.
5 minutes later I was snug and warm and on my way home.
Lots more thank-yous are in order:
Heather and Bruce Lane
Dan and Doreen Koretz
Kathleen Suryan and Richard Benton
Tommy Quirk
Meg Peterson
Connie Bart Kintner and Paul Kintner
Sarah Watamura
Scott Ewing
Sarah Adams and Dwight Shank
Sarah Tamor and Alex Ward
Nancy and George Schuler
Vanessa Gilbert
Jeff and Mary Jo Wood
Dooley Kiefer
Sandy Condry
Archie and Joan Riegel
Peter and Enid Littman
Eytan Kurshan (a Bike and Build alum!)
and everyone who came to the party on Sunday.
Thanks to all of you, I'm more than three-quarters of the way there!!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
a complete bike and build day
The only thing missing was the PB&J. But there was plenty of building and plenty of biking to make up for it.
Andrew and I spent yesterday morning and early afternoon putting down plywood sub-floor on the second story of a Habitat house on the south side of Providence. There were other teams painting the ceiling on the ground floor, and putting up siding on the front of the house. On the second floor was Barry, Jim, Miles, Andrew and I, gluing and nailing down 4x8 plywood in each of the four upstairs rooms, then measuring and cutting smaller pieces to fit in the closets and the corners and the leftover spaces, then gluing and nailing those down too. In one day we finished almost the entire second floor--I think there were 1 closet and 2 doorway/hallway pieces that weren't finished yet.
Except for the occasional blister and smashed thumb and the stubborn remnants of glue that still cling to our hands, Andrew and I had a lot of fun. Hammering nails is a very satisfying way to spend a day, even if my right forearm is really sore as a result. The atmosphere of a Habitat build is also really cool. It was one guy who works for Habitat, one paid contractor, 10 or 15 people who gave up their Saturday to come down and volunteer--and the family who will live in this house once it's done. It's particularly nice to work alongside the people who the house is being built for. It reminds you why you're doing it, and it makes it feel very worthwhile because this is going to be a really nice house, and some really great people are going to live there.
After the Habitat day ended, the weather was way too nice to stay inside, so after eating lunch part 2 and doing various bike tune-ups and accoutrementations, we headed over to the East Bay Bike Path.
All I have to say is: wow.
Switching from a mountain bike that's half as old as you are and badly in need of many repairs, to a brand-spanking-new road bike is like...well, its like if you've been driving around in a U-haul truck for six years, and suddenly you get a brand-new sports car. Man, that thing can fly.
And just as amazing is how comfortable it is. My shoulders, my butt, my back, my wrists--it was like lying in a big soft bed compared to my old bike.
So we biked to Bristol and back, stopping at the Topside Lounge at the Bristol terminus of the bike path for some great seafood dinner. It was Andrew's first time on the EBBP, and my first time this spring biking with anyone else. Riding back was tough, because needless to say we were both exhausted, but it was a full and wonderful day. This summer is going to rock.
Here's a very tuckered-out Andrew after we got home from biking.
The whirlwind weekend continues this evening with my fundraiser party at the Brown Grad Center Lounge. Wish me luck for lots of guests and lots of donations!
Andrew and I spent yesterday morning and early afternoon putting down plywood sub-floor on the second story of a Habitat house on the south side of Providence. There were other teams painting the ceiling on the ground floor, and putting up siding on the front of the house. On the second floor was Barry, Jim, Miles, Andrew and I, gluing and nailing down 4x8 plywood in each of the four upstairs rooms, then measuring and cutting smaller pieces to fit in the closets and the corners and the leftover spaces, then gluing and nailing those down too. In one day we finished almost the entire second floor--I think there were 1 closet and 2 doorway/hallway pieces that weren't finished yet.
Except for the occasional blister and smashed thumb and the stubborn remnants of glue that still cling to our hands, Andrew and I had a lot of fun. Hammering nails is a very satisfying way to spend a day, even if my right forearm is really sore as a result. The atmosphere of a Habitat build is also really cool. It was one guy who works for Habitat, one paid contractor, 10 or 15 people who gave up their Saturday to come down and volunteer--and the family who will live in this house once it's done. It's particularly nice to work alongside the people who the house is being built for. It reminds you why you're doing it, and it makes it feel very worthwhile because this is going to be a really nice house, and some really great people are going to live there.
After the Habitat day ended, the weather was way too nice to stay inside, so after eating lunch part 2 and doing various bike tune-ups and accoutrementations, we headed over to the East Bay Bike Path.
All I have to say is: wow.
Switching from a mountain bike that's half as old as you are and badly in need of many repairs, to a brand-spanking-new road bike is like...well, its like if you've been driving around in a U-haul truck for six years, and suddenly you get a brand-new sports car. Man, that thing can fly.
And just as amazing is how comfortable it is. My shoulders, my butt, my back, my wrists--it was like lying in a big soft bed compared to my old bike.
So we biked to Bristol and back, stopping at the Topside Lounge at the Bristol terminus of the bike path for some great seafood dinner. It was Andrew's first time on the EBBP, and my first time this spring biking with anyone else. Riding back was tough, because needless to say we were both exhausted, but it was a full and wonderful day. This summer is going to rock.
Here's a very tuckered-out Andrew after we got home from biking.
The whirlwind weekend continues this evening with my fundraiser party at the Brown Grad Center Lounge. Wish me luck for lots of guests and lots of donations!
Friday, May 16, 2008
nothing like a new ride
It finally came!!!
Man oh man, the anticipation has been building for a long time. But once I raised my first $1000 I could go down to Providence Bicycles to get fitted, and then I could start the Bike & Build office/Zane's Cycles phone and email tree, and finally I could officially place my order....and wait.
Other Bike & Builders said it would take two weeks, but mine came in a week and a half, delivered Wednesday afternoon by a very cheerful UPS man. Or maybe it was just my excitement that rubbed off on him and made him seem cheerful. Anyway, I was pretty psyched.
But it was already 4:00 and I wanted to get out for a training ride before it got dark so I hopped on the old clunker and put in another 35 miles to Bristol and back. It was a good ride, but a little chilly and the East Bay Bike Path Microclimate decided to be mean and give me a headwind for about 25 of those 35 miles. By the time I got home a little after 7 I was exhausted, due to my lack of sleep the previous night, the vicious headwind, and the general ridiculousness of riding 35 miles on a 10+ year old mountain bike that doesn't work in half the gears. So I laid down to take a little nap...and woke up Thursday morning at 8am. Guess I needed the sleep...
Thursday's project: put together my new bike!
I was a little daunted at the idea of it, but it turned out to be very easy. I just had to attach the saddle, handlebar, pedals and front wheel, and I was good to go!
...and it's now Friday evening, and I still haven't ridden the damn thing. That's right, I've got a shiny new bike calling my name every time I
walk in the house, and the tires have yet to hit the pavement. 
You know why? FUNDRAISING! I've been running around like a crazy person for the last day and a half doing FUNDRAISING! So, if you haven't donated yet, pleeease go do it now (click on the link in the top right corner of the page) so I can spend more time riding and less time asking people for money!
It just seemed wrong that the inaugural ride on my first brand-new bicycle since the early 1990's should be a two-block hop to the library, or an unromantic trip to the grocery store. Not to worry, though, there are plans for a nice long ride on Sunday. (Cross your fingers for decent weather.)
By the way, certain people have expressed concern at the pinkness of my bike, its so-called "girly" nature. Now, I would first like to rebut with the motto of my wonderful roommate Paran, who has often wisely reminded us, "pink is punk."
If that doesn't convince you, then all I have to say is, who cares if you think my bike is girly! I could swathe myself in pink tulle and lace and glue a rhinestone tiara to my helmet and I'd still be way more hardcore than certain color/gender discriminating naysayers, because I'm going to
ride this thing across the entire freaking continent.
Still, if I wasn't so secure in my hardcoreness and nonconfined gender identity then I would be slightly offended that when you order the bike with the women's seat, the manufacturer throws in some pink flower designs for good measure. But instead, I relish the irony of the situation, and I'm seriously considering buying some pink tires to complete the look.
Suggestions and pink bicycle accessories are welcome.
Man oh man, the anticipation has been building for a long time. But once I raised my first $1000 I could go down to Providence Bicycles to get fitted, and then I could start the Bike & Build office/Zane's Cycles phone and email tree, and finally I could officially place my order....and wait.
Other Bike & Builders said it would take two weeks, but mine came in a week and a half, delivered Wednesday afternoon by a very cheerful UPS man. Or maybe it was just my excitement that rubbed off on him and made him seem cheerful. Anyway, I was pretty psyched.
But it was already 4:00 and I wanted to get out for a training ride before it got dark so I hopped on the old clunker and put in another 35 miles to Bristol and back. It was a good ride, but a little chilly and the East Bay Bike Path Microclimate decided to be mean and give me a headwind for about 25 of those 35 miles. By the time I got home a little after 7 I was exhausted, due to my lack of sleep the previous night, the vicious headwind, and the general ridiculousness of riding 35 miles on a 10+ year old mountain bike that doesn't work in half the gears. So I laid down to take a little nap...and woke up Thursday morning at 8am. Guess I needed the sleep...
Thursday's project: put together my new bike!
I was a little daunted at the idea of it, but it turned out to be very easy. I just had to attach the saddle, handlebar, pedals and front wheel, and I was good to go!
...and it's now Friday evening, and I still haven't ridden the damn thing. That's right, I've got a shiny new bike calling my name every time I
walk in the house, and the tires have yet to hit the pavement. 
You know why? FUNDRAISING! I've been running around like a crazy person for the last day and a half doing FUNDRAISING! So, if you haven't donated yet, pleeease go do it now (click on the link in the top right corner of the page) so I can spend more time riding and less time asking people for money!It just seemed wrong that the inaugural ride on my first brand-new bicycle since the early 1990's should be a two-block hop to the library, or an unromantic trip to the grocery store. Not to worry, though, there are plans for a nice long ride on Sunday. (Cross your fingers for decent weather.)
By the way, certain people have expressed concern at the pinkness of my bike, its so-called "girly" nature. Now, I would first like to rebut with the motto of my wonderful roommate Paran, who has often wisely reminded us, "pink is punk."
If that doesn't convince you, then all I have to say is, who cares if you think my bike is girly! I could swathe myself in pink tulle and lace and glue a rhinestone tiara to my helmet and I'd still be way more hardcore than certain color/gender discriminating naysayers, because I'm going to
ride this thing across the entire freaking continent.Still, if I wasn't so secure in my hardcoreness and nonconfined gender identity then I would be slightly offended that when you order the bike with the women's seat, the manufacturer throws in some pink flower designs for good measure. But instead, I relish the irony of the situation, and I'm seriously considering buying some pink tires to complete the look.
Suggestions and pink bicycle accessories are welcome.
Monday, May 12, 2008
gaaahhh
The bad news:
This fundraising stuff is hard work. And not the fun kind of hard work, like building houses (which I will be doing this Saturday for Providence Habitat for Humanity!). Fundraising efforts have teamed up with crappy weather and the disincentivizing current state of my bike to keep me from going for a serious ride for almost a week.
Still, there's good news:
Thanks to...
Margaret Hobbie
Carol Chock
Tim Joseph
Henry and Flo Ricciuti
Shari and Michael Milgroom
Grandma Flossie
Lois and Craig Negus
...I have officially broken the halfway mark! $2044 down, $1966 to go...
Meanwhile, some non-Bike and Build-related good news:
As of Saturday at 10:30am I am done with college! Now just waiting around for the piece of paper to prove it.
This fundraising stuff is hard work. And not the fun kind of hard work, like building houses (which I will be doing this Saturday for Providence Habitat for Humanity!). Fundraising efforts have teamed up with crappy weather and the disincentivizing current state of my bike to keep me from going for a serious ride for almost a week.
Still, there's good news:
Thanks to...
Margaret Hobbie
Carol Chock
Tim Joseph
Henry and Flo Ricciuti
Shari and Michael Milgroom
Grandma Flossie
Lois and Craig Negus
...I have officially broken the halfway mark! $2044 down, $1966 to go...
Meanwhile, some non-Bike and Build-related good news:
As of Saturday at 10:30am I am done with college! Now just waiting around for the piece of paper to prove it.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Fundraising news
First, more thanks are in order:
Alex Ward
Betsy and David Schlesinger
John and Ann Costello
Rita Rosenberg-Barber and Don Barber
Also, if you live in the Providence, RI metro area, I'm throwing a fundraising party next weekend!
Sunday May 18
4-9 pm
Brown University Grad Center Lounge
(http://www.brown.edu/Students/GSC/website/lounge)
free food, free drinks, music and dancing!
Come for a great time and an opportunity to contribute to a great cause!
More fundraising events news will follow soon...
Alex Ward
Betsy and David Schlesinger
John and Ann Costello
Rita Rosenberg-Barber and Don Barber
Also, if you live in the Providence, RI metro area, I'm throwing a fundraising party next weekend!
Sunday May 18
4-9 pm
Brown University Grad Center Lounge
(http://www.brown.edu/Students/GSC/website/lounge)
free food, free drinks, music and dancing!
Come for a great time and an opportunity to contribute to a great cause!
More fundraising events news will follow soon...
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
miles clocked yesterday: 36.63
Miles clocked on Monday: unknown, because my snazzy little cyclocomputer was not being very snazzy and decided to stop working for reasons that remain a mystery. 
Yesterday I went along the East Bay Bike Path from my house on the east side of Providence to Bristol, RI, which is a GORGEOUS ride but there's almost always a nasty headwind in one direction or the other. Yesterday I was riding against the wind on the way there, and on the way back a leisurely pace was 5mph faster than the pace I was struggling to keep on the way there. Next time I ride the EBPB I'll take some pictures so you can see why it's worth the obnoxious wind.
The pictures here are from my trip on Monday, which took me down along the Seekonk River for a little bit, then along Blackstone Blvd, then along some not-so-bike-friendly roads through Pawtucket. Lincoln Woods State Park was my destination, and it was lovely, and a great place for a ride.
Chain lube and air in my tires made for a much smoother and
quieter ride the last two days, but no amount of chain lube will fix my serious gear problems. The bike I'm using now is the first real bike I ever owned, I think, which means it's at least a decade old. It's a mountain bike, sort of, which means it's heavier and slower than a road bike, on top of which the gears refuse to switch about half of the time. This bike has served me very well as my only wheeled vehicle for the last 6 years, but taking it out for more than a ten minute ride to class or a trip to the grocery store really makes the problems show. Including the issue of the seat, which is not very comfortable to begin with and also rusted into a slight backward tilt--minor problems that become painfully obvious on a 3 hour ride. My point being, I absolutely cannot wait for my official Bike and Build bike to arrive.
(On the up side, after training on this hunk of junk I'll be in such good shape that riding the new bike will be like floating on a cloud.)
Monday was also the first time I've ever gone riding in proper cycling shorts, that is, the kind with the padded ass. These are very strange to walk around in, but they definitely make your butt happier after a couple hours on the bike. Apparently they are also quite fetching, because
in the course of Monday's ride I got catcalled THREE TIMES. That's three times more than last week when I rode my bike downtown to salsa night at the Black Rep in stilettos and a miniskirt. Go figure.
Yesterday I went along the East Bay Bike Path from my house on the east side of Providence to Bristol, RI, which is a GORGEOUS ride but there's almost always a nasty headwind in one direction or the other. Yesterday I was riding against the wind on the way there, and on the way back a leisurely pace was 5mph faster than the pace I was struggling to keep on the way there. Next time I ride the EBPB I'll take some pictures so you can see why it's worth the obnoxious wind.
The pictures here are from my trip on Monday, which took me down along the Seekonk River for a little bit, then along Blackstone Blvd, then along some not-so-bike-friendly roads through Pawtucket. Lincoln Woods State Park was my destination, and it was lovely, and a great place for a ride.
Chain lube and air in my tires made for a much smoother and
quieter ride the last two days, but no amount of chain lube will fix my serious gear problems. The bike I'm using now is the first real bike I ever owned, I think, which means it's at least a decade old. It's a mountain bike, sort of, which means it's heavier and slower than a road bike, on top of which the gears refuse to switch about half of the time. This bike has served me very well as my only wheeled vehicle for the last 6 years, but taking it out for more than a ten minute ride to class or a trip to the grocery store really makes the problems show. Including the issue of the seat, which is not very comfortable to begin with and also rusted into a slight backward tilt--minor problems that become painfully obvious on a 3 hour ride. My point being, I absolutely cannot wait for my official Bike and Build bike to arrive.
(On the up side, after training on this hunk of junk I'll be in such good shape that riding the new bike will be like floating on a cloud.)
Monday was also the first time I've ever gone riding in proper cycling shorts, that is, the kind with the padded ass. These are very strange to walk around in, but they definitely make your butt happier after a couple hours on the bike. Apparently they are also quite fetching, because
in the course of Monday's ride I got catcalled THREE TIMES. That's three times more than last week when I rode my bike downtown to salsa night at the Black Rep in stilettos and a miniskirt. Go figure.Finally, more big and enthusiastic thank-yous:
George and Susan MacAnanama
Marjory Rinaldo-Lee and David Lee
Cindy Hazan and Rick Canfield
Jeanne Leccese
Thursday, May 1, 2008
the first post
So here I am, beginning my second foray into the blogging life,* chronicling my humble musings on what it's like to bike across America, and sharing what will probably be some spectacular pictures from the road.
After a rollercoaster couple of months of trying to switch routes and not being sure if I'd be able to do Bike and Build at all, I've finally landed on Boston to Santa Barbara (B2SB), and I'm thrilled. This is a pretty sweet route: we ride through the mountains of the northeast, the wide open plains of the midwest, and the deserts of the southwest. Highlights include getting our kicks on Route 66, alien-spotting in Roswell, NM, the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, and much much more.
The big source of excitement right now is that as the long saga of my college years draws to a close (turned in my thesis a couple weeks ago, got the presentation over with on Tuesday, turned in my last paper on Wednesday, just got out of my last lecture, and I'll be totally done forever a week from Saturday), I'm able to finally spend some time training and getting all of my other ducks in a row for this summer.
More stories will follow soon, but first I want to say a huge thank you to the people who have donated thus far (in the order in which they donated):
Katie "Tingting" Grube (one of my best friends in the world, who lives on the other side of the world)
Kerry Flannery (probably the coolest boss ever)
Jason Demarest (he drives a racecar)
Spencer and Jean Belon (my roommate's girlfriend's parents!)
Karl Laubscher and Tina Hansar (parents of the infamous Andrew)
Liz and Bill Adams (relatives on my mom's side and hosts of the annual Thanksgiving bash)
Debra Castillo (her daughter is one of my old friends from Ithaca)
Claude Goldstein (my awesome landlord)
Karen Ash (one of my mom's friends from her book club)
Buzz and Linda Lavine (parents of probably my oldest friend from Ithaca)
Lynn Negus and Sally McCoy (who are even more adventurous than I am)
Jim Dennis (a member of the Tompkins County legislature with my mom)
Dr. Harold Horwitz (my rheumatologist and an avid biker himself)
Christine Schelhas-Miller (on the faculty in my dad's department at Cornell)
Dorothy Pasternack (also in my mom's book club)
Diane Weissinger (her son and my brother were great friends way back in the day)
Thank you all so much--until a few days ago I thought I would never get to $4000, but my hope has been restored because thanks to you I've already raised $1230 in a single week!
*The first has stories from my first year in China, and it's still out there in cyberspace: http://www.luojiazaibeijing.blogspot.com/
After a rollercoaster couple of months of trying to switch routes and not being sure if I'd be able to do Bike and Build at all, I've finally landed on Boston to Santa Barbara (B2SB), and I'm thrilled. This is a pretty sweet route: we ride through the mountains of the northeast, the wide open plains of the midwest, and the deserts of the southwest. Highlights include getting our kicks on Route 66, alien-spotting in Roswell, NM, the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, and much much more.
The big source of excitement right now is that as the long saga of my college years draws to a close (turned in my thesis a couple weeks ago, got the presentation over with on Tuesday, turned in my last paper on Wednesday, just got out of my last lecture, and I'll be totally done forever a week from Saturday), I'm able to finally spend some time training and getting all of my other ducks in a row for this summer.
More stories will follow soon, but first I want to say a huge thank you to the people who have donated thus far (in the order in which they donated):
Katie "Tingting" Grube (one of my best friends in the world, who lives on the other side of the world)
Kerry Flannery (probably the coolest boss ever)
Jason Demarest (he drives a racecar)
Spencer and Jean Belon (my roommate's girlfriend's parents!)
Karl Laubscher and Tina Hansar (parents of the infamous Andrew)
Liz and Bill Adams (relatives on my mom's side and hosts of the annual Thanksgiving bash)
Debra Castillo (her daughter is one of my old friends from Ithaca)
Claude Goldstein (my awesome landlord)
Karen Ash (one of my mom's friends from her book club)
Buzz and Linda Lavine (parents of probably my oldest friend from Ithaca)
Lynn Negus and Sally McCoy (who are even more adventurous than I am)
Jim Dennis (a member of the Tompkins County legislature with my mom)
Dr. Harold Horwitz (my rheumatologist and an avid biker himself)
Christine Schelhas-Miller (on the faculty in my dad's department at Cornell)
Dorothy Pasternack (also in my mom's book club)
Diane Weissinger (her son and my brother were great friends way back in the day)
Thank you all so much--until a few days ago I thought I would never get to $4000, but my hope has been restored because thanks to you I've already raised $1230 in a single week!
*The first has stories from my first year in China, and it's still out there in cyberspace: http://www.luojiazaibeijing.blogspot.com/
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