I know there is more to these questions than I would like to think. We use cars because of issues of safety, distance, avoiding the elements, transporting those who cannot transport themselves...yeah, yeah, I know. While I could 'debunk' most of those, I will save that for the 3000 word essay that I will write for the NY Times someday. Until then, let's take a stroll down memory lane.
Yesterday morning, I saw 3 kids riding 2 bikes to school. One of the bikes was a bmx bike with pegs on the rear axle, so the 3rd kid (presumably the boy's little sister) was standing on the pegs and holding onto the seat. As a kid, I never lived close enough to school to ride my bike. But looking back I sure wish that I had. I love you anyway Mom and Dad...
My first "real" bike was a Christmas present when I was 7 or 8ish. It was a blue kids bmx bike, with white tires and a white molded plastic seat. The seat had a cutout that acted as a handle, because you see, the chainstays had tiny platforms which allowed someone to stand on the rear. Pegs weren't as prevalent on bikes back in that day.
I remember having so much fun on that bike - riding to Omni baseball card shop, or to the BP to get a Pepsi on a hot summer day. I remember riding down the big hill around the corner and skidding at the bottom. I remember riding down "Space Mountain," a single-track dirt trail between our neighborhood and the park. Back in those days, a bike meant "Freedom." It meant being able to get myself from A to B, without having to drag anyone else into aside from my friends. If I wanted to go somewhere, well I just had to pedal my little butt over there.
I do it all for the Velorution.
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