I have been riding my bike to work a lot lately. This gives me a couple hours per day to ponder life. In fact just about every post I have written here has been the result of that 1 hour each way on pancake flat streets. I do a few things to mix it up and keep it interesting. I will ride through golf courses, dirt canal paths, ride different bikes, jump a lot of curbs…but the one thing I always do, twice a day, is cross over a major highway on a bike/pedestrian walkway. The other day I realized that I always pause when I get to the center as if to pay my respects, my condolences if you will. There I am, 25ft above bumper to bumper traffic that is rolling at 15mph and stretches for miles in each direction. I look into some of the cars, most only have one person inside and they always look unhappy. I can’t help but think of the opening scene of Gummo. I’m never one to preach and be cliche about this type of thing. But what if everybody knew how much goddamn fun it is to commute by bike?
keep it dirty.by