Road Less Traveled
They said I was crazy. After the fact. My husband and I had driven separate cars to church that morning, and driven one car home. I thought it would boost my weight loss plan and save the earth, if I rode my bike to the church that afternoon for choir practice. 5 miles. No big deal. As I wheeled through my suburban neighborhood, I planned on taking the same route I drive to church. I started on the road, just like a car. Technically, a bicycle is supposed to follow all the rules of the road a car does. Logistically, most drivers of motor vehicles do not know this and do not respect a cyclist's right to be on the road. Healthwise, safety dictated a sidewalk route whenever available. When I decided a little air in my tires might make the ride more comfortable and expedient, I took a short cut through a side street rather than go to a complicated interesection to get to the gas station. I felt completely safe as I took the a...