It's not just me

After breaking my streak on Friday I got right into my new one today. I saw two other people riding their bicycles to work. These are exciting times, no? Funny thing is they both looked like accidents waiting to happen. More is better, I suppose, except when they're going to get smooshed.

One was a guy riding a beater with a rusty, out-of-true rear wheel. I saw him on Canal St., ripping along like nobody's business. Turns out he either couldn't, or chose not to, shift because he fell apart riding up over the train tracks on Smith St. After having to slow down to stay out of his way initially I passed him easily going up the hill. All the momentum he maintained by executing a high-speed right-on-red didn't seem to do him any good at all. He didn't look like he meant to be riding a bike to work but I hope he had fun... maybe I'll see him out there again.

The other person works in my office. I'm suspicious that he may have done the thing where you drive your car to the parking lot with the bike on the rack, then ridden the 100 yards to the office. His bike was all commuter-ed up with panniers, lights, etc., yet he wasn't wearing a helmet. I think I remember him from another time last year when I passed him wobbling up Holden St., all geeked out with a reflective vest. But who cares? More people riding their bikes around in the city is a good thing. Unless they're doing stupid shit and getting hit.

Finally, today, there's this:


This is a Fuji fixed gear conversion locked up outside the mall. The poor thing has been there for a week now and in that time the front wheel has gone looking out for better weather. I'll try to check in on it and we can monitor its inevitable decline. Until the mall folks come and cut it off the rail. Circle of life...