The Wild Magazine ran this fun profile on me, in which I admit how much Pepto Bismol is on my brain, pick a borough for keeps and pretty much give up any hope for ever becoming president due to my Frozen Yogurt Plan. To see what a regular Tunnel of Love ride is through my brainspace, head on over.
(Also, I WILL make socks and Birkenstocks work. Determined! Determined!!!)