A couple of recent threads on BIKE PUNX show why we don’t need a reason to ride:
Effing pleased
happylantern is so very pleased because he’s:
…just picked up riding a bike about two, three weeks ago.
It’s a fucking bike.
The last time I rode one of these I didn’t have any pubes.
But- it’s funny how rolling around town on my two wheels feels endlessly more liberating than on my four.
…
Today was the first day I commuted to my university without burning any gasoline.
What am I doing?
And in answer to lattershed‘s question “…why do you ride bikes?”, commuter annie_linux says:
Sometimes when I’m exhausted or sick, I take the bus into work. On the way I always see people riding their bikes and think, “what am I doing on this cramped little bus? I wanna be out there riding!”
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