
I finally got to ride my new bike-- 3 times now!! It was raining forever, then I went out of town, then it was raining more... it was very satisfying to finally get to ride it out in the big wide world.
It was also scary! I think the last time I really rode a bike was when I was about 10 years old. I feel pretty wobbly like a baby horse just out of the stall and onto the race track. The streets of Boston and their parked cars and their driving cars looming down on me are pretty nerve-racking (I hate left turns!) and I timed myself today coming to work, and I'm no longer convinced riding a bike saves me any time. By the time I get it out of my house and down the stairs, by the time I remember to roll up my pant leg and by the time I navigate all the traffic, by the time I fumble awkwardly with the lock as I chain my bike up in the bike cage, by the time I stroll into work... well today I saved a total of maybe 3 minutes. maybe.
But riding a bike is exhilarating and it makes me feel cool, so I'm eager to increase my confidence on the road. So far, every time I ride, I'm convinced I will not live through the experience. Work is almost over. We'll see if I make it home!
(ps- I made it. And that route was better.)