04 Feb


Day 4 of Loving MN Winter


on February 4, 2017   comments 1

I #LoveMNWinter

An it's-ok-to-not-love-MN-winter story


By Lauren Johnson

I love MN winter. But love does not always look like excitement or appreciation.
Sometimes love looks like patience.
This January for me, love is skidding out on ice several times and getting up and putting your bike on the bus.
Love is taking a lift or a Lyft when you need it.
Love is making the hard choice to ride when you know it will feel brutal rather than invigorating.
Love is when you do it anyway because you want to reduce carbon emissions or because you want to keep your body strong and healthy or because you set a goal and you're invested in doing a thing.
Sometimes love is choosing to forego your immediate comfort to be pushed further or to work for something greater.
Other times it means staying home to read, reflect, and take care of yourself.
Sometimes I #lovemnwinter means recognizing it (winter) for what it is and doing the best you can with it.
Love looks a lot like resilience.
Ride on, brave friends! Take care of each other and yourselves no matter how you are feeling about the winter.
I'll see you out there!
Read about last year’s collaborative challenge to love one thing about winter everyday in February, and post about it on this blog. Tweet your own loves: #lovemnwinter @greaseragmpls.

01 Feb


Day 1 of Loving MN Winter


on February 1, 2017   comments 6

In 2014, Low (an amazing Grease Rag founder) created a project to get them through the brutal Minnesota winter. For 29 days they posted stories and pictures and poems about riding through the difficult month of February. In 2015 and 2016 it grew into a beautiful collective effort, with dozens of WTFs sharing what makes them #LoveMnWinter. Follow along for this year's #LoveMNWinter series — and add your name to this list if you'd like to contribute!

I #LoveMNWinter! Today, I love bundling up.

Carolyn_S_scarf.jpgWhen people ask me where I'm from, I generally pause and say, "Well, nowhere really." I was born in Chicago but have bounced around the United States, with a stretch of my childhood in Switzerland and a stint during college in Australia.

Part of that meandering stuck me in the Lone Star State.

Now, I could say many things about Texas, but during a recent 18 months living in Austin I realized how much I love winter.

Austin is indeed a great cycling city — bike infrastructure all over, a wealth of different riding groups and nary a day under 60 degrees. Even I thought the ever-balmy temperatures would be one of the best things about living in the South. But it turned out to be one of the things I hated the most.

As a car-free commuter, having spent the majority of my adulthood riding in Kansas City and Washington, D.C. I had grown accustomed to — and had the wardrobe to match — a four-season climate. About six months into our residence in Austin, I remember putting on a tank top for the umpteenth time in November and telling my partner, "Ugh, this is ridiculous. I miss my scarf."

I honestly don't remember when and where I got my blue scarf — a thrift store sometime in my late teens or early twenties. But I love it. Like, really love it. Like, when I put it on it feels like some sort of Harry Potter thing happens and I'm cozy and safe and protected somehow.

I don't know if it's moving through the world as a woman that makes me feel subconsciously exposed at all times, but I like wearing sweaters and mittens and two pairs of pants. Maybe the layers make me feel bigger in a world that often makes me feel small — or more protected from the hurled insults we all defend against daily when we ride.

But there's also something about feeling... bulky that reminds me to slow down. When I was living a perpetual summer I felt a pressure to go go go all the time. The gray skies of winter remind me that we mammals need moments of hibernation to recharge. The slick streets mandate I slow my cadence and sometimes tell myself, "You know what? If you're late, everyone will not hate you and the world will not end." 

Many people looked at us sideways when we said we were moving from Texas to Minnesota. Why would you choose to live somewhere with such brutal winters, they wondered? For me, the winter was one of the biggest selling points.

And if you could see beneath my beloved blue scarf as I ride around the Twin Cities for my first full winter, you'd probably see me smiling. 

29 Jun


Celebrate Grease Rag's 7th Birthday!


on June 29, 2016   comments 20

Celebrate Grease Rag's 7th Birthday!

We’re lucky — lucky to have YOU as part of the Grease Rag community. So come out to our 7th Birthday Party and celebrate the auspicious milestone with food, friends and a post-sunset swim.

Mark your calendars and revel with other WTFs from 6 to 10 p.m. on July 8. First, we’ll kick it on the patio of a swank pad in Northeast Minneapolis (near Stone Arch Bridge). Organizers will bring vegan, gluten-free food, and cake (of course!) but invite you to bring a potluck dish to share, as well. Before the sun goes down, we’ll enjoy bikey crafts, a gender unicorn activity and a playlist crowdsourced from the Grease Rag community.

After taking in the sunset from the roof, we'll all take off on a slow ramble to a nearby beach spot for some swim time. RECIPE FOR A "BEACH BODY!" Bring your body to the beach. We are a super posi and affirming group. ♥

Never been to a Grease Rag event before? Here's your chance to try one out! Everyone is welcome. Please bring friends; the more the merrier!

Want to help? We need volunteers to help with food, crafts and activities! Sign up here.

Happy birthday, everyone!! YOU EARNED THIS!

The deets:

Who’s invited: ERRYBODY and ALL BODIES welcome. Please center the experiences and voices of WTFs.

Date: Friday, July 8, 2016

Time: 6 p.m. to 10 p.m.

Location: A Mill Artist Lofts (315 SE Main St, Minneapolis, MN 55414)

Updates: RSVP to the Facebook event here

This event is a#NOBROZONE — is a term that applies to all/no genders. Don't make sexual jokes, hit on people, show off, or use your privilege in this space in ways that could make WTFs feel uncomfortable. Let's do our best to hold this space for WTFs. If you see something, call it out. If you need a hand, we've got your back.

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