Photography with the Left Eye

I rode my bike today, as I do most sundays. I rode for fun and for exercise and that Zen state that exercise brings.

I don’t often ride the rest of the week. For commuting, I walk to the bus. If I need to run an errand, I walk or jump in the car. “Jump” is the operative word. Aside from the effort of the trip, getting in the car is no effort–grab the keys, get in, go. On the other hand, to take my bike somewhere, I need to get the right clothes on (shoes that fit my cleats, pants that won’t get caught in the chain), add accessories (helmet–essential, gloves–nice) and a light if it’s dark. Then I need a U-lock. Then I heft the bike and bring it outside.

In an urban area especially, sometimes the effort to get the bike together exceeds the length of the trip. Not sure what to do about that, but in an era of $6/gallon gas, I imagine creative minds will think of something.

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