It sounded like a reunion of old friends, the joyful hooting, silly dancing and free-flowing compliments mashing with the whooshes of tire air pumps and back-spinning bike wheels.
But the group gathered by the Monon Trail at 86th Street on April’s first sunny, 60-degree Sunday included new friends, too: a nurse who returned from pandemic travel duty after two years; a brand new cyclist who, looking for new interests ahead of her 30th birthday, bought her first bike at Walmart recently and was flagged down by an enthusiastic stranger who told her about this cycling group.
"I love them socks, girl!" Angela Ewell, the nurse, told Jackie Elliott, a longtime fitness instructor who was dressed head to toe in black and pink "Black Girls Do Bike" gear. Others nearby joined the enthusiasm with cheers, as Elliott modeled and laughed.
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"When you come with attitude and confidence, that’s swag!" Ewell said.
"Come on now, that’s what we got today," Elliott said.
Chyri McLain-Jackson corralled them for a photo behind a banner identifying the group: Black Girls Do Bike Indianapolis, a space for anyone, and particularly Black women, to cycle for function, fitness, freedom, and fun.They are all ages, from nearly 30-year-old Lily Nelson to a triad of women in their 60s who announced themselves as the Riverside Riders — "just some golden girls riding bikes," laughed Pam Hardy.After Elliott instructed the group about how to communicate […]