Adventures in urban biking
I have a day off, so I commit to trying for a 20 mile bike ride. I manage to go 19.25 miles with only one stop (some constructions guys asked me to test a new stretch of road) and THEN on Market St. some moron in a white car completely edges into my VERY CLEARLY MARKED bike lane and I go down on my arm. I scream like a banshee and curse like a longshoreman, but I'm ok. Mostly road rash on my elbow and I'll probably be very sore tomorrow, but mostly I'm pissed about my bike ride. I did pedal around until I was up to 20, but it's not the same.
I really, really hate cars. Busses too, but in this case, the problem was a car.
I really, really hate cars. Busses too, but in this case, the problem was a car.