Recently, I discovered a new book genre – the bicyclist memoirist. A recent favorite is Life is a Wheel by NYT obituarist Bruce Weber. I sailed through the book and was excited to read his observations on riding through western PA. Unfortunately, getting into Pittsburgh from the Ohio River area sounded like a real ride, and the GAP ride was overshadowed by rain and his reunification with his girlfriend so I was left wanting. Nevertheless, I recommend the book even though it has me planning a ride halfway across the country this summer. (Sadly, unlike Bruce’s, my job would have no interest in coming with me.)
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