This week we got a bit of snow. People are surprised I’m still biking. But really, in this whole transportation mess, I got it easier than most. I just have to take the nicely cleared lane. But there’s nothing like a little snow to show a city’s real priorities.
As far as I’m concerned, the only thing worse than spending hours of your life stuck in car traffic, is spending even more hours of your life talking about it.
Because I bike everywhere and that is odd to many people, I get a lot of odd questions. Explaining the difference between utility cyclist and sport cyclist has gotten old. So I’ve just started playing dumb and asking them if they do this when they drive: Just for the fun of making them explain the […]
The other day I was biking home after work when out of nowhere… It gets dark early these days. That means lights are something to plan on having. But even some folks that technically have lights don’t make it easy to see them. So make sure to remember your lights, but also make sure they […]
It seems some people can’t see anything romantic about biking in the city. To me, that seems ridiculous. Bicycling is full of meet-cute situations, laughter, and the chance of romance all with a beautiful city backdrop- just like in a movie. Except it’s better than a movie because you can live it. In this world, the bicycles […]
Not to long ago, there weren’t that many people riding bicycles around Boston and surrounding areas. The few who did were pretty badass. Badass and lonely. Now the lone cyclist is not alone. Roads are changing, more people are riding bicycles… …and people are learning how to ride around other people who […]
Because people notice I bike somehow I keep finding myself in this conversation: It’s funny people think I’m athletic. Obviously they didn’t know me way back when. I only survived gym class because I pretended to be really angry when the game didn’t go my way. Taking a game too seriously seemed to be the […]
Yesterday, I had to bike to a less familiar area of town. I was unsure how safe the area was, and, once I locked up my lovely bike, I found it hard to walk away. Would it be there when I returned? While I could ride a beater bike instead I get so much […]
…Nothing happens at all. Nope, absolutely nothing. Even with the loudest, biggest bells I can find nobody hears me coming on my bike. I’d get a horn, but I really don’t want to contribute to the stress of the city. It would make much more sense to do the reverse.