But, this post isn't about soap operas, it's because this week I hit one year in my new commute. Hence the title and the "days."
April 15, 2009 marked my first bike commute to our new workplace at Fort Worth Alliance Airport. I wrote a series on the new commute, here. Since then, a lot has happened. I wore out a set of cycling shoes, tires and brake pads, and will be replacing Buddy’s chain sometime this summer. I’ve spent money on commuter stuff such as racks and fenders, and will probably spend more before I’m done. My route has evolved; adapting to the seasons, wind and weather, coffee places, and traffic, to better optimize the combination of “getting there” while minimizing traffic conflicts. Frankly, I don’t LIKE getting harassed, and mostly my motorists, whether they are driving hybrids, Concrete trucks, or 18 wheelers, are as courteous and cooperative as one could ask for.
Some of the new commute hasn’t been very pretty. It has reduced the miles I ride recreationally. A couple of times, it got a little scary. Once, here, it hurt, but mostly it’s been great. I DO wish it were shorter. It’s sometimes hard to roll out of bed at 5AM and ride for over an hour before dawn, but all in all, I’m looking forward to keeping on keeping on. As Dorothy said, in The Wizard of OZ, "mostly it was beautiful." And a lot of it got caught on this blog so it'll be doubly easy to remember in the years to come. Cycling truly IS fun and safe (just stay off wooden MUP bridge decks!)
Now, I'm looking forward to the first new buffalo calves of Spring!
Yup, I had an "accident" last year. See below.
I still ride this path, but avoid this bridge when it's wet. It's a mile or so long. It SEEMS safe, and is relaxing.
Viewed objectively, by incidents per mile, it is MUCH more dangerous than any road I ride