Biking has become an addiction for me. I am trapped in its web and I don’t think I can possibly break free anytime soon. But as a warning to others I will outline my downward spiral into the world of cycling.
When I was a child my parents forced me to go on bike rides with my siblings. It was awful, I hated it. Biking was just not for me. Definitely. But of course my parents still got me a mountain bike when I was in my late teens. Thanks.
When I was eighteen I started my first “real” job and I decided I would rather bike to work than learn how to drive a car. I hated the thought of driving a car more than biking, apparently. This was the beginning of it all.
Biking four miles (downhill) to work. But I would never bike uphill, in rain or in the dark.
Seems completely innocent, right? I remained at that stage for over a year but then I got a new job and my sanity began to quickly erode. You see, I actually started to enjoy biking.
Occasionally biking ten miles to work. But only if I couldn’t catch a ride with someone.
Biking ten miles to work. But I would never bike home, in rain or in the dark.
Then I went to Brazil for a month. Many people in cities have crazy long commutes on public transportation every day. I came back to the States with a new attitude. If Brazilians didn’t complain about transportation taking up a large part of the day, why was I complaining? Plus biking was actually really fun and relaxing. That’s when I began to believe that it is impossible for me to waste time on a bike.
Biking back and forth to work if it was daylight. But I would never bike in the dark. That would be insane.
Then winter came and I couldn’t bike at all. For the first time in my life I hated winter. I decided that when spring came I would buy some good quality bike lights and try biking in the dark.
Biking twenty miles back and forth to work. In the rain, in the dark, no matter what.
I immediately fell in love with biking in the dark. But my ten mile morning commute started to feel really short and routine.
Biking twenty miles back and forth to work, plus a couple of ten to twenty mile morning bike rides on my days off.
Ever since the start of spring I have been weighing my options for winter. Should I buy a car or try biking? The answer was obvious.
Live car free no matter the season.
I am currently at Stage 7. The scary thing is the downward spiral may continue and I have no clue what will come next.