I can’t bike to work yet.

I’m waiting for my chrome basket and rack to come in at Bike Peddler, a Schwinn dealership of old,  and I have to drive 400 million miles to go tutor calculus right after work.  Soon I will bike to and from work consistently.

I decided to bike to the library and the mall the other day.  It’s only a few miles, but they’re not nice miles at all.  I ended up struggling up the worst hill I’ve ever seen in real life and collapsing on my face in front of the library.  I doubled over a fence for a while, waiting to vomit.  When that didn’t work, I went face down into the grass.  I was wearing my heavy laptop-laden backpack at the time, so it pressed me a little harder into the moist earth.  It was rough.  After a few minutes, I felt great and kept right on going.  I stopped at Panera and pulled the whole ‘homeless-shower’ trick and all was well.  I even got  some cat-calls from a landscaping truck.  Doesn’t take much, I guess.

Yesterday I biked to the grocery store (ya, I know, I’m a total sellout- but I was cooking for someone else so I don’t feel that bad).  I didn’t wear a backpack because I’m really tired of the whole sweating deal.  I ended up biking home with my purse filled with raw meat.  Kind of sick, but think of all the green! Money, the environment, the envy I surely inspire…