Column: It's time for a bicycle confession
I'm not sure if it's the early spring, the fact it's nearly 1 a.m. or the fact I keep hearing stories about Catholic priests in the news lately, but I'm in a bit of a confessional mood this week.
Bless me, Farmington, for I have been a bad biker.
OK, maybe that's a little bit strong. I haven't been bad. Just inconsistent. I've made bike-related promises I haven't kept.