I passed the 1000 km mark half way into my ride home today. Since I started riding in July, I’ve now ridden over 1000 km just commuting to and from work, broken into 80 equal 12.54 km trips. That’s roughly equivalent to riding from Calgary to Vancouver, even when accounting for vertical climb (92m per ride). I’m feeling better than I have in years, and am probably in the best physical shape I’ve been in since high school (although you couldn’t tell by looking).
I’ve realized just how BAD Calgary drivers are. Aggressive. Mean. Rude. Dangerous. And occasionally nice/courteous/cool. But mostly evil. They act like they’re entitled to the entire road. They don’t have to be aware of their surroundings. They don’t have to put down the cell phone long enough to pass through a busy intersection. They can cut off anyone they feel like, at any time, without warning. They have the “Baby on Board” sign on the minivan/SUV, so it’s all good.
I’m not planning on being a religious psycho bike rider. When the weather gets really crappy, I’ll start taking the bus again. But my definition of “crappy weather” keeps adjusting…
I passed the 1000 km mark half way into my ride home today. Since I started riding in July, I’ve now ridden over 1000 km just commuting to and from work, broken into 80 equal 12.54 km trips. That’s roughly equivalent to riding from Calgary to Vancouver, even when accounting for vertical climb (92m per ride). I’m feeling better than I have in years, and am probably in the best physical shape I’ve been in since high school (although you couldn’t tell by looking).
I’ve realized just how BAD Calgary drivers are. Aggressive. Mean. Rude. Dangerous. And occasionally nice/courteous/cool. But mostly evil. They act like they’re entitled to the entire road. They don’t have to be aware of their surroundings. They don’t have to put down the cell phone long enough to pass through a busy intersection. They can cut off anyone they feel like, at any time, without warning. They have the “Baby on Board” sign on the minivan/SUV, so it’s all good.
I’m not planning on being a religious psycho bike rider. When the weather gets really crappy, I’ll start taking the bus again. But my definition of “crappy weather” keeps adjusting…
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