So, I haven’t had a real commute in a while. A five-minute bike ride or 15-minute walk to the UW campus doesn’t count. So, when I got a new job I vowed to keep up the carfree style we’ve been working since the summer. It’s still not a major commute — 30 minutes each way via Xtracycle — but most people, certainly, would drive (especially if they have a free, covered, parking garage).
Well, today was my first day. On the way in, I got the typical Seattle misting. Pretty much expected, even though it wasn’t supposed to rain until the afternoon. No biggie.
And the way home?
That 30-minute commute swelled like my saturated Brooks saddle as I was treated to 50 minutes of EVERYTHING our weather can dish out: Rain over-filled storm drains along the Burke-Gilman, making a total joke of my fenders, headwinds slowed me to a crawl, and biting sleet and hail stung my face — only to be replaced by snow. Yikes. I know folks in the Midwest face much worse, but sheesh, it doesn’t usually do ALL of these things on ONE ride.
I alternated between cursing my low-carbon ways and laughing out load. Good thing no one else was around because I’m pretty sure I looked like a nut.
Turns out I wasn’t alone in my thoughts. Anne took the youngest to PCC in the midst of a afternoon rain squall. He wasn’t happy, or shy about sharing his feelings:
“Why can’t we drive. This is dumb. How about we stop Car Free Days starting tomorrow?”
Nice try fella. Tomorrow I ride.