Bicycling unites physical harmony coupled with emotional bliss to create a sense of spiritual perfection that combines one's body, mind and spirit into a single moving entity. Bicycling allows a person to mesh with the sun, sky and road as… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share Image
The brown toxic cloud strangling Los Angeles never lifts and grows thicker with every immigrant added. One can't help appreciate the streets of Paris… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
There are many paths through the Ring of Life. They are a constant movement toward self-fulfillment through growth of your mind, expansion of your… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
Overpopulation in the United States will become THE single greatest issue facing Americans in the 21st century. We either solve it proactively or nature… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
Bicycling unites physical harmony coupled with emotional bliss to create a sense of spiritual perfection that combines one's body, mind and spirit into a… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
You notice that all the minorities are going to be voting for Barack Obama because he's a minority. He's going to be their hero;… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
I call it "pedal magic" and only those who ride know the utter ecstasy of bicycling. Pressing a pedal toward Earth gives flight to… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
A republican form of government requires four standards: It demands a highly educated population manifesting critical thinking that participates in the affairs of the… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
How would you like your child in kindergarten through 12th grade attending classes with kids who can't read, write, speak or understand English --… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
Your legs feel like fried bacon after a day of climbing and descending. It's a roller coaster ride, but no one is pulling you… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
By now, a million pedal strokes have etched the muscles in my legs with a single purpose: to power the crank and move the… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
You've been so long in the rain, you feel like a dirty dish rag. But despite the misery of your water soaked body, you… — Frosty Wooldridge Copy Share
