I've been cycling to work as much this summer as last year, but I've written less about it (in fact, nothing so far this year). This silence is in part due to having less free time, but it's also because the excitement has faded in some ways. Last year, cycling-commuting was a revelation; now, it's just the way I get into work every day and I don't spend too much time thinking about it.
Before several high-profile cycling accidents and enough close-runs of my own changed the focus of the last few bike logs to safety, the initial ones were all about the benefits I was delighted to find by cycling to work.
After I published my previous bike log, in which I begged motorists to be more careful around cyclists and to do a better job of sharing the road, it was pointed out to me that cyclists have a role to play in road safety as well.
My plans for this month's bike log changed the moment I heard about a traffic accident that happened earlier this week in Kanata (a suburb of Ottawa). Early Sunday morning, a man driving a minivan swerved into the bike lane and hit five cyclists. The driver fled the scene (he turned himself in to police several hours later, according to media reports); the cyclists were rushed to hospital, where at least several are reported to have life-threatening injuries. My prayers are with the cyclists and their families.
It's been three months since I started biking into work, and my biggest regret is that it was only this year that I decided to give it a try. Cycling is a great way to get to work: you save time and money, all while getting some exercise and reducing the amount of pollution that is being pumped into your city's air.
After posting the first bike log, several friends (including friend-of-the-blog Matt Surch) encouraged me to dive in and bike every day. At the time, one of the things I wondered was what kind of excuses I'd come up with for not taking in my bike ("I've got an early meeting", "my legs are sore", "cars drive by closer and closer each day and today they'll probably hit me and maim or kill me")—but in fact, it was the very reverse: on most days, it just felt wrong not to jump on the bike. Without needing to commit to a plan or try to convince myself to bike in, I found I was doing so three or four days out of the work week for the last couple of weeks.
A few months ago, when the union responsible for Ottawa's local bus service decided they could inflict maximal harm on the city by going on strike in the dead of winter, I turned my frustration into a vow that I would explore other green options for getting myself to work. After giving it some thought, I decided to start commuting by bicycle once the weather was nicer.