There are many things that add up to a total experience in commuting to work by bike. Itâ€™s hard to relate to others that total experience. When we complain of a yelling motorist for instance, our non-biking friend isnâ€™t likely to think, â€œYeah, thatâ€™s for me.â€ But our experience as a whole is so much more. Just as the products of negatives in multiplication are positive, so it is with negatives in cycling. Itâ€™s hard to explain, but itâ€™s true nonetheless. The more I cycle, the more positive I become.
Today as I was unlocking my bike and donning my helmet, a fellow worker took pity on me and offered to “throw my bike” in the back of the pickup truck to give me a ride home. “Come on, it’s Friday night. We’ll get you home so you can start your weekend sooner!”
“Really, thank you, but no…” I replied. My weekend starts right now! I love to ride. I l-o-v-e to ride! Oh but could the motoring masses re-open their minds to the bicycles they loved and longed for as children, and just give it a try. The thrill is even bigger and better as an adult.