Tagged: bicycle commuting

Jul 07

Are You Ready to Join the Ranks of Urban Bicyclists?

I’ve been commuting by bike for over a year now but people are always surprised and sometimes amazed that I can survive without a car in Southern California.

First of all, it didn’t start off as being a choice. I was abruptly confronted with not being able to afford the luxury of a car and I wanted an efficient way to get around town. Despite Southern California’s deeply ingrained car culture and the fact that people think biking for transportation is dangerous, I find it quite fun and efficient.

I bike pretty much everywhere now, unless I get a ride or have lots of errands to run (and then I just rent). I don’t have to deal with sitting in traffic. I don’t have to deal with the gas prices. I don’t have to deal with the maintenance. I don’t have to deal with a car note, registration, insurance…Now I know that California car culture is an albatross around our necks.

And a stressful one. It wasn’t until I stopped driving that I realized how stressful it can be. Now I spend a lot more time doing things besides driving and cycling around means that fitness is automatically incorporated into my lifestyle.

Urban bicycling is becoming more popular in some parts of Southern California. This is probably a result of rising gas prices. There is some evidence that urban bicycling improves the quality of life for urban dwellers. This quality of life improvement is attributed partially to the increased activity, but also to the reduced stress of not having to get in a car to go everywhere. When you add to it the earth friendliness of not hopping in the car to make a 5 minute trip to the local convenience store, you’ll see the benefits of urban cycling really start to add up.

You absolutely have to consider the city you live in before you decide to become an urban bicycle commuter. In most SoCal cities, bicyclists must content with motor traffic, that isn’t prepared for the reality that California vehicle code considers bikes vehicles and should be treated as such.

Does you city have bike paths? If not, is the right hand of the roadway wide enough for you to ride without impeding the flow of traffic? (NOTE: This not a legal consideration, just a safety one. Remember bicyclists have just as much right to the road as car drivers do). Are there lots of blind curves where cars zip around and hit you before they even see you there? What’s the city cycling population like? If there is a significant number of cyclists on the road regularly, a lack of bike lanes might not be a problem.

The cars aren’t the only thing to take into consideration though. The biggest complaint of car drivers is that bicyclists are inconsiderate and don’t obey traffic laws. As an urban cyclist, I’ve seen the recklessness of others on bikes. I’ve seen people ignore red lights and stop signs. I’ve seen people cross lanes to make a left turn, when oncoming traffic seemed dangerously close. I’ve seen people ride down the wrong side of the road, against the flow of traffic. All of these things put the cyclist, not the car, in danger. As a general rule, urban bicyclist fair best when they are treated — and behave — like they are part of regular traffic.

Riding on the sidewalk is also dangerous. If you’re on your bike, you are not a pedestrian, and you actually present a hazard to those who are. And if you ride against traffic on the sidewalk, you are at risk of not being seen by cars coming out of driveways (they should look both ways, but often they only look in the direction of oncoming traffic).

Last, but certainly not least, I recommend that anyone riding a bike wear a helmet. I see people biking all over town, safely and recklessly, and 90% of them without helmets. California law only requires children under 18 to wear a helmet while biking, but when you’re an urban cyclist you need all the protection you can get. And guess what, the helmet is ALL THE PROTECTION YOU GET. Wear one.

Now that we’ve gotten all of that out of the way, go out and join the increasing ranks of urban cyclists. You can start small, but I’m betting you’ll find that with all the sun and the dopamine produced by the increased activity, bicycling around town will become one of your favorite past times.

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Aug 26

Honey, sometimes shit is hard

I’m not trying to be all dramatic or anything, I just find myself saying that to The Boy a lot these days.

“Honey, sometimes shit is hard.”

Yep. Just like that.

Because it is.

And when he’s crying because his knee hurts, and I’m telling him he needs to make it up the hill so we can catch our bus–when I really want to bike all the way home–what else can I say other than, that sometimes shit is hard?

I also tell him that these challenges don’t have to be so hard. That it’s all in your perception. You can push through the pain to get where you need to go. Just a little bit further. You can do it. I’m proud of you for being so tough. These challenges prepare you to handle for life and the bigger challenges that will inevitably greet you one day.

And sometimes I feel bad because we only have so much time for stalling before I start to get really conscious of the time ticking away and the possibility of missing my bus seems to loom.

“We don’t have time for this,” I snap. “I have a bus to catch and we need to get where we’re going.”

And he’s all, “But my helmet and my knee and ouch my toe…”

And sometimes I lose my patience.

Because, so the fuck what it’s hard. You know what? It really ain’t that hard. I’ve been through harder. Your knee hurts, well so does mine. Almost always. You’re tired from playing all day? Well I was working all day and had to ride the 8 miles from work to the Boys & Girls club because the bus bike rack was full. It was a brutal ride and we have 4 more to go.

I don’t want to hear about your pain, I have my own I’m trying to work through.

But I’m the parent, so its selfish for me to talk about my pain, when he’s talking about his. I’m supposed to keep that to myself and let him believe that the rides are only challenging for him. I’m supermom and can handle it all.

But that load gets heavy and on some level I want him to understand that the shit isn’t easy for me either. I enjoy commuting by bike most of the time, yes. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t also challenging. It doesn’t mean there aren’t days that I wish I had a car, so I wouldn’t have to worry about missing the bus and always being prepared to get on my bike and push myself the distance to get to him on time; before the Boys & Girl’s club closes.

So I tell him, straight up, that it’s not easy. Life isn’t easy. We gotta do, what we gotta do. And sometimes, to get things done, you just gotta grit your teeth, and keep it pushing.

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Aug 10

Adventures in city cycling

Today I almost got myself killed.

Yeah…

You think you’re freaking out, what about me? My neck hurts and my nerves are shot for the night.

I’ve talked about how I sometimes having my bike means I might miss the bus. There’s space for two bikes. If there are two on the rack already, I can wait for the next, or ride and hope to keep up until another biker gets off.

Today, I decided to ride. Not only did I keep up, I got ahead.

In fact I was riding so aggressively, I missed a turn, cut across on the sidewalk going the wrong way down a one way road, tried to beat a light and ended up riding into oncoming traffic.

That’s right: I rode into oncoming traffic.

I was already out there by the time I realized my mistake. All I could do is scream and swerve and hope the drivers saw me in front of their bumpers.

And thank fuck they did.

But I was totally in the wrong and learned my lesson about trying to beat lights on my bike.

Oh…did I mention that I wasn’t wearing a helmet?

Yeah.

I almost died.

Don’t tell me I’m being dramatic, you weren’t there!

Ok…I’m going to lay down now.

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Jul 17

Dealing with the challenge of commuting longer distances by bike; with the kids

I don’t remember a whole lot from my childhood. But the memories I do have a very sharp. Aside from summers spent swimming 9-to-5 like a job and smelling my mom’s hair just before she told me she was pregnant with my sister, few memories stand out more than when we had to commute using public transportation. I’m talking, up before the crack of dawn so mom could get us kids to the babysitter and get to work by 9:00 AM.

And now I’ve begun doing the same thing. Actually, it wasn’t until Summer and I had two kids on vacation, that child care and commuting by bus became a real issue. As I started pricing the child care, I almost had a heart attack. All day child care for two children is expensive. And getting them there is a challenge, to say the least. Especially since we all have to get there by bike.

The first day was a bitch. We were up at 5:30 AM and out of the door by 6:00 (you have no idea what I had to go through to get the boys to get dressed, even in their sleep deprived stupor. I told them to sleep earlier. They’ll learn.). We all mounted our bikes and set out for the Boys & Girls Club, which had the best rates for summer day camp. Four miles, up hill, down hill, busy streets, early in the morning.

For someone who had spent that latter part of the school year commuting by bike, the youngest seemed to have the hardest time. He cried about his nose hurting, complained about being hot and generally had a hard time with the whole thing. The oldest spent half the ride yelling at the youngest to stop crying. At one point we went down a hill and I let myself fly down until I reached the bottom. Along the way, the boys lost sight of me. When they caught up the oldest was crying and glared at me angrily. “He got scared because he couldn’t see you,” the youngest said rolling his eyes.

Despite the challenges, we made it to our destination and I got to work on time. It took an hour to make a 30 minute ride, but I’m pretty sure we’ll get faster as the boys get more used to the route. The ride home was much easier and faster and when we made it, we all vegged out in front of the television.

I saw a sign that the average bicyclist loses 13 lbs their first year commuting by bike. Those are results I can get behind. That and showing my kids that you don’t need a car to get around town. The more used to it I get, the less inconvenient it seems. We were even able to grocery shop–I’m talking real shopping–and get everything home on our bikes.

Truthfully, there have been plenty of times I wish I had a car. But I’m also learning to make due and so are my kids. Much like when my mom would drag my sister and I out on the bus to get to the sitter, I have to drag my kids out on the rode at ungodly hours to get them to the sitter as well. The main difference is that we’re all getting a work out on our way to our destinations.

As my mom always said, “I gotta do what I gotta do.”

Truer words are rarely ever spoken.

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