Commuting
One of the things I always say I’m going to do, but never actually do, is to ride my bike into work. Whenever I think about it, the logistics just seem like a nightmare. The train costs $6!? That’s about how much it will cost in gas. I have to stand with my bike for the whole 45 minute ride, thus defeating one of the biggest benefits of riding it: reading time? Not only that, but I have to stand there trying not to make eye contact with a hundred other passengers, all standing way too close to me? And then, ok, I make it through the train part. Now do I transfer to the bus that will take me directly to work? If so, why did I take the bike? If I ride, where am I going to ride? 3300 south has no bike lanes and the sidewalks are chewed to shit. Do I really want to be one of those bikers that interrupt the flow of traffic by riding in the right lane? This is why people see bikers as arrogant pricks: you have to be sometimes.
And then what about when I actually arrive at work? I’m sweaty and I have helmet hair. Am I now required to shower? Also, that must also mean I have to pack my work clothes on my back, no? I don’t want to think about the stress of trying to shower and change at work. If there is just one other person trying to do the same thing I’m doing, it’s not going to work out for one of us. Now I’m walking into work with wrinkly clothes, disheveled hair, and a hint of body odor.
Alternatively, I could take my car. Yeah, that seems easier.