Tuesday, April 20, 2010

I Got A Bike!



Is riding a bike the only way to travel Brooklyn? I've been told so and only 19 months after moving here, I've jumped on board. Riding a bike can be dangerous business in this town, but luckily, at nearly 33 years old I've found it acceptable to be cautious. Dorky cautious. I bought a helmet - not that dorky. I relearned my arm signals for left/right - a little dorky. When I get nervous in large intersections, I get off my bike and walk it across the street in the crosswalk with my helmet still on - embrace it. In fact, one of these times I may just walk about town with just the helmet on and ask for bus directions all day.

Bike safety came to my attention in an interesting way this time around. When on a 1st date, the guy asked me if I would stay with a man I was newly dating whom was in a bike accident while not wearing a helmet. I answered without hesitation "I don't know you well enough to stick around". I've never liked vegetables and at 33 it's hard to teach an old dog a new trick. Especially when that trick's primary toy is covered in brains. And why should I expect different for myself? I don't ...wish brain damage on anyone, but mostly not on myself. P.S. we didn't go out again.

I may get scrapes. I may lose teeth. I may get both, finally possessing all the physical qualifications of a Norman Rockwell muse (see pic). But that doesn't stop me. With full-exposure of my borough ahead of me and full-exposure of my fellow subway commuters behind me (post soon to follow!) - I'm ready to take this world by the bulls balls!

That's not how the saying goes, is it.

3 comments:

  1. Get 'em girl! Summer of bike rides ahead!

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  2. I usually like to delve right into The Caregiver Talk on all of my first dates as well. I like his style.

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