By the middle of 2013, I had an apartment with my name on the lease and I was finally feeling like I had climbed to the first safe base camp on the immense mountain of New York. I could setup camp and not worry about tumbling all the way back down.
Read MorePart one of my cycle stories, detailing my history with cycling and the impetus for this series.
I grew up riding my bike for fun around the neighborhoods of Saint Paul and Minneapolis. Cycling then became something bigger and more important when I was in college. It wasn't until I came back to Minneapolis when I began to seriously appreciate all of the things that cycling could provide me and the city that fosters that kind of lifestyle.