Grease Rag Ride & Wrench


We encourage and empower FTW (Femme/Trans/Women, Non-binary, Two-spirit) cyclists in a collaborative and fun learning environment through rides, discussions, shop nights and educational seminars in a safer space.

 

Grease Rag Open Shops are the hub of our activities and happen multiple times a month in Minneapolis and St. Paul (Minnesota). Find an open shop on the map (below) or explore the events calendar for all of our open shops and activities.

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20 Feb
2018

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Day 20 of Loving MN Winter

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I #LoveMnWinter! Today, I love our community. 

By Shruthi Kamisetty

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Biking in the winter has changed my life. It's not always easy and has tested my limits — physically, mentally, emotionally — but, I know I'm better for it! I'm thankful for the bright sun on cold winter days, for how my body has adapted to weather changes, getting time outside, learning how to layer and thinking about how I spend my time differently.

I'm thankful for my community here, Grease Rag for the wisdom and skill sharing and appreciating the way winter tranforms our city. I love to #FemmeItup with large earrings, bright lipsticks and my loyal grapeseed oil moisturizer that keeps me healthy biking and feeling good!! I have so much appreciation for this community, for all us badasses out there biking, taking the bus, walking, rolling and driving!

I've grown to love the satisfaction that comes with finding a soft rut in the snow I can bike in after a fresh snow fall, the sound of biking over shallow ice on the greenway, biking on fresh snow and for all winter things! Our bodies are resilient and I've found more balance in these winter months — taking time for myself, self reflection, healing, resting and just being.


Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and sign up to share a post in 2018 here. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.

19 Feb
2018

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Day 19 of Love MN Winter

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I #LoveMnWinter! Today, I love bike-joring!  

By Tina Cho

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A joy shared is a joy doubled!

Winter is a less than easy time for me; the (significant) additional considerations brought on by plummeting temperatures and non-Hawaii weather are a weighty addition to gallivanting around outside. For me, I've found that that finding ways to add a "pro" to my list of "why I should leave my apartment" list can far outweigh the "con" column.

Cue: Bike-joring!

This winter, my wonderful fiancee cajoled me into trying a new sport/activity: giving each other joy rides on a sled dragged behind our bikes! The fun of this activity is compounded by e-bikes (although the e-bikey-ness in no way diminishes the physical effort required to drag an adult around on a sled!) Check out the POV video shot by Anna Min!

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Pretty much everything is more fun and enjoyable when shared with a loved one, whether they be your significant other, friend, or even random stranger that gives you a thumbs up for slogging in the opposite direction through salty slush. Stay warm, friends!

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Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and sign up to share a post in 2018 here. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.

18 Feb
2018

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Day 18 of Loving MN Winter

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I #LoveMnWinter! Today I love stripping away the excess.

By Elissa Schufman, she/her/hers

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There’s no room on my bike for extra layers of clothes, for more weight in my panniers. In the summer I throw in whatever I might need — a change of clothes, a water bottle or two, a book in case I get there early. Winter demands a price for thoughtless overload. I pay it every time I put on one layer too many and arrive at my destination soaking wet, smelling like the cold. The payment returns as a lesson, and the next time I know better.

There’s no autopilot on my winter bike. The dark, cold days force me to think ahead, plan my route, check the weather, charge my lights. I peer at the road on sunny 25-degree days, wondering what’s ice and what’s water. I leave work early whenever I can to catch a ride home in the sunlight. I brace myself for everything: popping a tube, getting stuck, falling down, uncontrolled cars, late buses. I am unequivocally, unapologetically aware.

There’s no time for bullshit. On the brutally cold days, I come home and it is all I can do to eat and go to sleep. I live more essentially, thinking not of wants but of needs. The clarity of it stuns me, when my body and my heart demand that they come first. They force me to ask myself: What lifts me up? Who brings me energy? Why do I give my time away to people and things I don’t even like, that don’t even matter? When faced with my limits, what do I choose? Can I choose myself? Do I even know how?

There are no illusions. Everything narrows. I say no to others, then no to myself. I imagine I have the time, but there’s never enough energy. My reservoir comes up empty, and I am challenged to find ways to keep it full. I listen to the rhythm of the dryer as it tosses my clothes. I lay on the floor and stretch my arms above my head. I devour book after book after book. I actually eat breakfast.

There are no regrets. I fall down, and I get up again. I test my limits. I give myself permission to rest. I laugh uncontrollably when my body is sore. I watch the snowfall. I stop on the bridge and marvel at the sunset. I walk through the slush. I carry the bounty of endless gratitude. I remind myself be grateful, to fight for more, to be present. I listen to myself, and say over and over and over again, I have arrived.


Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and sign up to share a post in 2018 here. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.

17 Feb
2018

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Day 17 of Love MN Winter

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I #LoveMnWinter! Today, I love the boost of warm days.

By Joy Elizabeth

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I love the surprisingly warm February days that energize me and remind me that we’ve almost made it through the winter.

  • the funny combinations of layers, like t-shirts with big gloves, as a result of bundling up for frosty mornings that turn into melting afternoons,
  • the sound of my tires on clear, dry pavement that I can trust to keep me upright,
  • getting back on my summer bike, as comfortable and comforting as a hug from a dear friend,
  • the feeling of taking a turn quickly for the first time in months,
  • detouring on my commute because all of me is warm and I have extra energy,
  • dancing to Lizzo with my hands in the air, my forearms releasing after bracing all winter against the ice and sludge,
  • zooming through puddles the size of lakes, throwing my legs in the air in an effort to save my socks,
  • the emotional release of letting your legs really go, pumping hard, remembering how strong I really am as the still-empty greenway stretches in front of me. 

I’ve felt stuck a lot of this winter as I have been bogged down by course work and social anxiety, and drained from centering my ever-important healing work. Feeling stuck is usually wrapped up in lower energy, lower motivation, and it’s harder for me to make and follow through on social plans. I have been working to balance when it is important to honor these moments of low energy by cuddling up and hunkering down.

And, I’ve also been working to notice when I have the urge to rattle this stuck-ness, by boosting my energy and pulling myself into a different headspace. It’s been really important to me to learn and practice things that can help give me this boost. Almost always, the first step is getting on my bike. It is my absolute favorite when this urge to shake and release comes on warm February days, as it did this week. I zoomed and sang and yelled and cried, the vibrations shaking up feelings deep in my gut.


Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and sign up to share a post in 2018 here. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.

16 Feb
2018

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Day 16 of Love MN Winter 2018

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I #LoveMnWinter! Today, I love reading bike love poems!

During summer and fall, Grease Rag tables at Open Streets events across the city to meet new folx and invite FTW riders into our community. In 2017, we engaged passers-by with friendly conversation AND art supplies to write bike love poems. A few weeks ago, on a snowy February night, I leisurely scanned the colorful cards, smiling at the beautiful and silly sentiments from dozens of fellow cycling enthusiasts. Here are just a few of my favorites, starting with three haikus!

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Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and sign up to share a post in 2018 here. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.

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