Well the experience with the new bike is coming along nicely. It’s not that much faster than my old clunker but it handles hills like a dream and half the time feels like my usual long distance jaunts are no effort at all (almost feels unfair as I’m also doing this for exercise) Which almost makes me continue to work on doing more of it.
Which brings us to my day
As I’ve said numerous times my comfort in riding about Seattle for reasons of safty and endurance has been a gradual. For the longest time I wouldn’t go frarther south then the canal then I gradually went as far as Mercer Island until I finally got over my fear of downtown traffic enough to start going all the way. Well today I took a next step, Georgetown.
The Seattle Chapter of the Graphic Artists Guild has been having it’s monthly workshops down at the Washington Design Center and since it takes twice as long as it should on the bus due to a very long wait for a transfer downtown I’ve long to at least try to find out if it would be feasible to bike down. And for nearly as long I’ve been wimping out over any excuse like rain or any other straw I could grab. With the new Bike I decided I’d give it a try figuring if I wimped out I had my new ORCA card to rescue me.
Turns out it worked out fairly well once you get past down town it’s mostly flat flood plain so I was able to kick it into high gear so I did the 13 miles in about an hour and a half. Later I took my own sweet time going back north taking care of several downtown errands. I think I can start to make a habit of this…
Of course at the moment I feel like a wet noodle with radiation poisoning but “what does not kill us” right?