The Riding of a Bicycle
Becca had spent the night with a good friend Sunday night, and had taken our car with her. Instead of doubling our drive times too and from and just making a mess of schedules, I decided to ride my (our) bike to work Monday. I checked it out before she left on Sunday, just to make sure everything was working, and got things tightened up. So I ride in the 4.5 miles to work sucking down car fumes while pedaling madly uphill for a big part of the ride. When I got to work I felt like I might throw up, but by the end of the day I decided that I had actually enjoyed the ride quite a bit and felt like I could do it again on the way home, and probably for several days each week.
Unfortunately about halfway home last night the pedal on the bike just started wobbling and eventually fell out. The pedal had stripped right out of the arm on my gear wheel thing. The really annoying part is that this bike is relatively new, sure it’s at least 3 years old but it’s been ridden probably less than 2 dozen times, and it’s a Gary Fisher mountain bike. People speak of that brand like it’s awesome, but I guess there’s no guarantee that crappy parts might not be attached to an otherwise nice bike.
Anyways, it will be a couple days before I get it fixed, which might totally sink the motivation I otherwise felt for this endeavor. We’ll see if I can ever stick with the biking to work idea. It seems like a great idea, less gas money, better health, less juggling of our one car.