I'm driving from one end appointment to another along a pretty seculded road this morning at the direction of my trusy GPS when I see a sign along the road with a picture of a bike and below i reading "Share the Road". What a cool sign! I wish there were more of these out there.
Anywhoo, shortly after seeing this sign, I see a lone cyclist silently churning up a fairly long grade. I was overcome with jealousy. I wished that it was me climbing that hill on a bike, not in a car. Oftentimes, when I'm out driving, I see cyclists and long to be in the saddle along side them (preferrably passing them). Every time I see a cyclist on the road, I have to turn to see what he's riding. I haven't seen too many singlespeed/fixed gear bikes out there-yet. I think what it comes down to is that I have an addiction. There, I said it. My name is Eric & I have a cycling addiction. They say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem.
I don't think this addiction is a problem though. It's improving my health, I feel better, and it's fun. Nobody get's injured except me (well there was that one guy in the Mira Mesa mall parking lot...his fault-not mine). This addiction is good for the environment too. I'd much rather ride my bike to the store or run errands than drive - saving polution. If I'm not working, my thoughts are usually on cycling. Even my son, when we go to the store...."Dad, let's go look at the bikes!" Brings a tear to my eye. Matthew spends a lot f his time out front riding his bike with or without the other kids in the neighborhood. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit proud of that. So, that's it. I'm keeping my addiction thank you very much. No twelve step program for me. I plan on riding until I can't ride anymore.
