Monday, May 15th, 2006 at 7:39 pm in Bicycling.
In all of commuterdom, there is no single group quite so god-like as those who pedal to work or school.
Consider the facts: Bicycle advocates representing a scant 37,000 of the Bay Area’s several million commuters managed to get a bike lane hung from the new eastern span of the Bay Bridge. If you don’t believe me, just look out from your SUV at the new concrete skyway the next time you’re crossing the rickety old steel eastern span. It’s that skinny slab on brackets hanging off the side, not far from the little ledges built for the cormorants, which will be displaced from their niches on the old bridge.
How can they do this? It’s because they worshipped in transportation circles. Bicycling doesn’t pollute. It’s healthy, if you discount all the obligatory diesel-exhaust sucking, and it doesn’t take up much room, if you don’t count bikes on your apartment elevator or BART.
But seriously, even with their small numbers, bike commuters outdo carpoolers, who still pollute, bus riders, whose vehicles still generally make pedestrians choke and cough and rail commuters, who don’t get nearly as much exercise. Prius drivers got nothin’ on cyclists, face it.
So on Thursday, the rest of us ordinary commuters are going to attempt to harness our inner divinity by rummaging around in the storage locker, straightening out those handlebars, pumping up those flat tires and pedaling to work in honor of the Bay Area’s Bike-to-Work Day.
MTC Bike-to-Work Day.doc
I, personally, plan to take my $69 10-speed (remember them?), pedal it to my local train station and trundle it onto the Capitol Corridor.
Maybe I’ll pay the exhorbitant extra charge to go all the way to Jack London Station so I can pedal the 14 blocks to work. It would be sort of against the spirit of the observance to put my bike on BART and take it to the same block as my office. If you think I’m pedaling from Richmond, think again, unless MTC is handing out oxygen bottles along with the drinks, snacks and other freebies.
Like most of my fellow commuters, I’m only mortal.