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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

The Urban Cyclist: Counting My Blessings

I had to ride my bike (my Valenbisi bike, that is) home in the rain last night. I’m not complaining, at least I was wearing a raincoat. Sometimes it’s a little annoying when I have to ride in the rain and I arrive somewhere a little wet (and really annoying if I’m soaked).  Sometimes—but not often—I feel tired and I don’t exactly relish a long haul across town on a bike. Having a bicycle as my main means of transportation comes with the occasional annoyance but for the most part I love it. On most occasions I seriously think to myself, “Yippee, I get to ride my bike!” I really do let out a cheer. I love bike riding and almost everything that comes along with it: fresh air, exercise, great scenery, and it’s just plain fun!

The shit storms I avoid by not having a car are almost too numerous to list. As I was riding home in the rain last night I witnessed two drivers fighting over a parking spot like two hyenas growling over a rotted wildebeest carcass—something I am never forced to do.


  1. true dat! though occasionally we have to bear the brunt of the urban motorist's rage... this morning on my commute i had two such cases, notably a female driver who was so fed up with [x] that all she could say to me was: "me molestas." ayyyyyy!

  2. ¿Puedes abrir la puerta de mi Prius?

  3. Sorry for the double post, but it's Halloween over here, which in suburbanese means "Mommy's half in the bag"

  4. I had a driver yell at me recently for doing something I probably shouldn't have done. I stopped and said to him that he can yell at me only if he's never done anything stupid in his car. I told him that drivers do stupid shit all day that puts my life in danger and that he should shut his trap and deal with it. When I have the chance to discuss things with drivers face-to-face they are remarkably polite.


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