Yesterday I had the pleasure of bicycling downtown to see the Joffrey Ballet’s Othello. The ride was about 7 miles each way, along the lakefront trail. The theatre is close to south Grant Park, which looked very nice on this beautiful day.
And at my destination, here is the view from my regular seat in the front row of the balcony.
What these photos fail to show is the wind. It was really, really windy – even by Chicago standards. This resulted in a super fast bike ride down the lakefront trail on the way to the show (I arrived 10 minutes earlier than I expected) and a strenuous bike ride back home with the wind in my face. I popped Betty into an easy gear and focused on spinning. I got quite a workout!
Also, the photos don’t show the black spandex shorts I wore under my dress – necessary, as the wind blew the light silk around like crazy. :-)
Did anyone else have a fun ride this weekend?
During Trisha’s recent visit, our time at the Nature Museum was only the beginning of our day enjoying Chicago’s culture by bike. After saying goodbye to the birds and butterflies, we continued riding south along the Lakefront Trail to downtown. Our destination was the Art Institute, Chicago’s great art museum.
During previous visits, we’d already seen the famous impressionists and modernists. This time we enjoyed the exhibits featuring beautiful textiles, furniture, photography, miniature rooms, sculpture, Chagall’s windows, and O’Keefe’s Sky Above Clouds.
After a few hours, our minds began to turn from art to relaxing. We met up with Sara and her new pastel blue Pashley Poppy that she bought from Boulevard Bikes. After commuting daily on a Jamis Commuter for a long time, she certainly deserved the upgrade!
The three of us (san Poppy) went to Rooftop at the Wit for drinks.
The drinks were overpriced and the atmosphere a little obnoxious, but the views of downtown were cool.
After drinks and dinner, we added Mr. Dottie to our group and headed to Goodman Theatre to see The Iceman Cometh, starring Nathan Lane and Brian Dennehy. The play was interesting to think about afterward and also very long, 4.5 hours.
We ended up biking back home together through the relatively empty city streets at midnight. In my opinion, the best way to end a full and engaging day.
Wherever you live, remember to take the time to explore and enjoy your area’s culture.
Hi, there! To follow up on the serious and fascinating discussion going on about the Mary Poppins effect, I’ve got some fashion fluff for you.
I’m not one to wear special cycling clothes, but that does not apply to creative bike-themed fashion. The outfit below, for example (see also, my Makool bike locket).
Maureen of Inspired Cyclist sent me this beautiful printed t-shirt from Target. How sweet is this?? The t-shirt’s red and pink hearts perfectly match my new Nutcase helmet.
I put the two together with a pink hoodie, black jeggins and cool earrings made from old tire tubes that I bought at the Bike Winter Art Show (can’t remember the woman’s name!). Then I biked on Coco downtown to see God of Carnage at the Goodman Theatre, which was an amazing play.
Back to my new Nutcase helmet: so sweet!
I first saw a photo of this design from the Spring 2011 line on City Girl Rides and knew I had to make it mine. (Do you know City Girl Rides? Good stuff!!)
Nutcase’s website does not list this design and my local bike shop didn’t have it yet, so I emailed Nutcase directly and quickly got a reply email with a link to a shop in Cali that had some in stock. Score!
The $60 price tag made me hesitate, but I rationalized that if divided into price per wear, it would be pennies a day.
Altogether, I was a very happy cycling lady!
P.S. Mr. Dottie was there, too, but evaded my camera. He sent Sir Raleigh as his LGRAB ambassador. :)
Anyone else have bike-themed fashion you just love?
I say that I cycle everywhere, which is basically true. However, there are some places too close or too far to access via bicycle. This weekend presented a mix of destinations and led to a mix of transportation modes.
Bike. Friday night we rode our bikes for dinner at Atwood Cafe and an amazing O’Neill play, Desire Under the Elms, at Goodman Theatre. Pretty sure we were the only ones there carrying around bike helmets, but I care not.