A wee article from our friend and housemate Sarah, about her commute to work.
Friday morning after a wee bit of a night out, do I cycle or take the easy route (and bus). I know I enjoy the bike ride, once I get going, but it’s still an act of will to go for the bike option. It’s a lovely day, and even if it’s not, I still enjoy the achievement of making it to work under my own steam. As well as being good for me, and the environment, and my wallet, it’s also fun.
So off I go (after donning helmet and gloves), avoiding the bus on the way to the cycle path, giving way to traffic, and being given plenty of space by (most of) the cars and trucks in turn.
Up the steep hill to Grey Lynn in low gear, that makes me puff pretty hard, just like the little red engine (I think I can, I think I can), passed by a couple of other cyclists (in full on lycra) who are obviously much harder than me. I don’t mind if the light at the top is red, then I get a rest, but not today, the light is green so I keep on going (I thought I could, I thought I could). A friendly nod to the same man at the same bus stop, each morning he’s always there and I wonder about his story. I’m sure I’ll never know, but it’s nice to exchange a wave.
K Road is a bit of a challenge, it pays to be alert, with pedestrians and buses and lights and traffic changing lanes last minute, but it’s no trouble. By that point I’m well into the ride and happy I’m on the ridge, it’s all downhill from here.
On the final stretch in Albert Street, catching the green lights and down the (fun!) ramp into the car-park, a brief pause to swipe the wee card and then into the free secure bike-park. It’s great being a cyclist, and as a bonus, I’m in good time and the shower is available so no waiting for me. It’s just a pity the stairs are alarmed in our building so I have to take the lift!!