Snowed Berm
That pile of snow in the berm/shoulder of Market Street was sufficient cause to abandon cycling to work, not to mention black ice that might slip me onto macadam. Some coworkers of mine see it differently, suggesting that I attempt to fit through the gauntlet of unBikeLaned streets and the snow. One even mimicked the sound of a car driving over me! Is weather or latent ridicule an explanation for the paltry numbers of Americans who ride their bikes to work? It's a sad situation, given that about 30 percent of us need only 14 or fewer minutes to DRIVE to work, which may well equate to a commute feasible via bike.
That pile of snow in the berm/shoulder of Market Street was sufficient cause to abandon cycling to work, not to mention black ice that might slip me onto macadam. Some coworkers of mine see it differently, suggesting that I attempt to fit through the gauntlet of unBikeLaned streets and the snow. One even mimicked the sound of a car driving over me! Is weather or latent ridicule an explanation for the paltry numbers of Americans who ride their bikes to work? It's a sad situation, given that about 30 percent of us need only 14 or fewer minutes to DRIVE to work, which may well equate to a commute feasible via bike.
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