Hi, I'm Kelly.
I live in NYC with my wife and our 2 dogs. I talk about them a lot. I also talk about food, tv, LGBT rights, and my attempts to live a healthier lifestyle.
If running, recipes, gifs and gay rights aren't your thing, feel free to move along. It's a big internet and there's room for all of us.
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I can’t tell you how many times Lacey has come home with stories of how she came THISCLOSE to being seriously hurt while riding her bike through Manhattan. Cabs, buses, pedestrians and even other cyclists are constantly at odds with each other, and while I know her helmet is of good quality, I’m very fond of my wife and would like her to not be dead. I live in fear that I’m going to get that call. THE call. The rush to the hospital call.
So tonight I selfishly ordered her a Road ID bracelet. Her only stipulation was that it say “Ride or Die” on it. No, seriously.
For those of you who were interested in getting a Road ID bracelet, they just sent me a referral link soooooo you should totally use it.
Reason? So that when they were announced at a show, the announcer could say, “Give it up for Lent!”