With the first of the really nice weather, all the rest of the bikers come flooding back onto the streets. A small, petty part of my soul resents them and wonders where the hell they were in February when I was battling -20 degree wind chills and black ice patches, but really I’m just glad there are more cyclists for drivers to notice.
The weather was nice enough today that I rode along the lakefront – it makes my commute about 10 miles instead of about 7, but it’s so worth it to spend some time with Lake Michigan before getting to the office.
Awesome!
Ha ha, go you! I feel the same way when I turn up at a race and all the other runners are wearing all sorts of ridiculous gear. I have less reason to be indignant than you do, though – cycling in Chicago in the winter time must be hardcore!