A little summary of my first month as a Pittsburgh cyclist.

I arrived in town fairly skeptical. I hadn’t heard many positive things about riding in the city, especially after a cyclist stopped at a red light was crushed between two cars and killed in my new neighborhood, which evoked all kinds of angst amongst the local cycling advocates.

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Sometimes things that are pertinent to cycling overlap with the rest of life, in which case they might appear in my other, primary blog.

Such is the case with my notes on the passing of my cycling mentor, Bobby Mac.