Peanut! A Schwinn Voyageur 21 that’s called a comfort/hybrid.
Talk about hybrids. Bob’s executive desk resembles a bike shop. Sprockets, hubs and other bike parts hold down paper-stacked evidence of peoples’ inability to work out their differences. Malpractice. Probably the third thing we do best in this country, with waste and prisons leading the way. I worked with this lawyer-cyclist for six years. He was a mentor to me in humor, family and discipline — foundational stuff you don’t expect to find lying around corporate workplaces, but I lucked out.
Something about Bob’s desk always triggered a mechanical curiosity in me. Gadgets. Thing-a-ma-jigs. Whatcha-call-its. Objects that make you want to pick them up and figure them out. He has them scattered on his desk as paperweights. For many years, those silver parts spoke to the Creatrix in me. They reminded me of my personal must-haves: freedom and alignment. It’s strange to have an office desk so strongly associated with my new ventures into cycling but, really, it’s the person behind the desk. Thanks, Bob.
And speaking of new ventures into cycling, the Ride to Recharge on May 22nd is what finally got me on two wheels (and caring about geometry, aerodynamics and road safety in a whole new way). If you are inspired and able, please help me meet my fundraising goal. CLICK HERE to help Climate Cycle fund solar installations and environmental solutions in Chicago public schools. All amounts are very welcome. Thank you.
P.S. Oh, and while I’m asking for things, please share this with anyone you think would care for the cause. Learn more about Climate Cycle here. Check out the Mindful Metropolis article I wrote about Climate Cycle here.