Today I rode to Evanston, a city north of Chicago, to hang out with Holly (who writes the blog Dancing Gypsies), where we had a fun time looking through book shops and clothing boutiques. Since the distance was long and the streets totally clear of ice, I rode Betty Foy and took the most direct route along a major street. Things I learned on the 9-mile ride:
- I miss riding Betty Foy.
- I get a cardio workout riding Betty that I don’t get on Oma.
- I can sweat a lot even in freezing temperatures.
- I was in better shape in the summer.
- There is a reason I don’t usually ride on big roads with fast traffic.
- Big roads with fast traffic are scary.
- The city is not that concerned about bicyclists’ safety.
- Air pollution is a problem. *cough*
- Sometimes when the route is stressful and it’s dark out and flurries begin to fall, the best way home is riding the train with my bike.
Now Betty Foy goes back in the garage and I go back to my regular commute until the next totally clear day.