I didn’t ride to work once last year. Not. Once. Not because I didn’t want to. The weather this Spring has been a bit crap, so today was my first commute in a good long while. I’ve missed it.
When you ride your bike to work you arrive energized and ready to tackle the day. The trip home can all but erase any work related drama.
People seem to have gotten shittier in my years absence. I don’t understand…….well I guess I do understand. It’s easy to be an ass when you’re surrounded by a metal box. Still, I wouldn’t trade it. I love riding my bike to work.
Sometimes you even “get” to crawl under a train that’s blocked your one way home and hasn’t moved in……….. that’s a story for another time.
I’m pretty sure that everywhere else in the world this is just a bike. It’s only here that we’ve hung a label on it. Regardless, I’ve seen few as handsome and it rides like a dream to boot.
You could probably come up with at least one reason to ride a bike such as this. I came up with a handful.
For those interested, this is a Cheviot by Rivendell Bicycle Works. You can find them at A1 Cyclery. If mine happens to be there, I’ll let you have a ride.
Spent a great afternoon riding the greenways of Indianapolis. Saw many people on bikes. It’s a great thing……..or one would think.
I always try to smile, and wave or even say “hi there” if proximity allows. I’m greeted, more often times than not, with the………face. You know the one I mean. Maybe you don’t. It looks something like this.
The greenways of Indianapolis are a jewel. I am more than anxious for the city to add/connect more of these great trails. The moral of the story is this: Enjoy the ride. Wave to someone you don’t know.
p.s. You’re really not going that fast.
I hope you had a great holiday weekend.
I’m taking a long weekend. We’ve never just closed up over the holiday, but it seemed like the thing to do this year.
Get out and enjoy the weather (if you’re lucky enough to have it). Ride your bike!
Just never forget the reason for the holiday.
I grew up loving radio. I liked to listen to the old programs, and was amazed that good writing, and voice work could illicit vivid images in your mind.
Where I live in Indianapolis we have this little race every Memorial Day weekend. You may have heard of it. The long standing tradition here is to listen to the race on the radio. There are a couple of reasons for this. The simplest answer is that if the race doesn’t sell out, it isn’t televised.
The more accurate reason, I think, is that the broadcast team makes it damned compelling. Consider the number of “actors” involved, and the sheer size of the track. The drama can unfold, and change in the blink of an eye. Most of the announcers can’t even see each other during the broadcast. I think it’s the closest thing we have in the modern day to old time radio. Theater of the mind.
The internet makes it easier than ever to listen to radio from all over. Do me a favor and “dial” in the race this Sunday (if it doesn’t get rained out-it’s not looking good). See if you agree with me.