Flour City Invitational Bicycle Polo, August. 27-29. Go here for the schedule. Most events happen tomorrow, August 28.

World Canals Conference Flotilla Bicycle Ride, September 19. Bicycle along the Erie Canal alongside a flotilla of boats to kick off the World Canals Conference happening right here in Rochester.

MCC Ride for Scholarships, September 25. This one requires pre-registration, and is a fundraiser for scholarships to Monroe Community College students in need. Only $18, plus a free t-shirt. Route is a pleasant 15-mile tour of MCC’s campuses and facilities around the area, and is largely on trails (map is available for download at the website). I’m helping out with this one, so I’ll definitely be there! (I wrote about the previous ride here.)

Not only that, but the Rochester Master Bike Plan is also moving along! Go to the website to review and leave comments.

City government says they’re aiming for full “Bicycle Friendly Community” status from the League of American Bicyclists (we got honorable mention for 2009). I’d say we’re getting there!

Rather than bicycling as many miles as my age, like I did two years ago, I celebrated with a trip to the Albright Knox Museum and surrounding neighborhood in Buffalo, NY, where I saw the above church sign.

I got this beautiful piece of pottery made by my friend and wonderful artist Vicki Hartman. You should go to her website where you can see a better picture than my dark image.

And the great bumper sticker from my partner, which really says it all. You can buy one yourself at Talking Leaves Books, or online at stickergiant.com.

p.s. When in Buffalo, I always like to stop by Campus WheelWorks bike shop. They had some really great-looking cruisers from Felt which I lusted after from afar.

I usually don’t cycle in groups; I’m more of a laid-back/commuting/put-the-dog-on-the-bike-and-chill kind of cyclist. But, I’m a sucker for a good cause, and raising money for college scholarships for students in need, as a part of our college’s festivities celebrating the inauguration of our fifth (and first woman) president, Anne M. Kress was a good enough cause for me.

Here is Dr. Kress thanking us and sending us off. She later noted that her spring cardigan wasn’t exactly appropriate for the 40 degree weather. (She is still adjusting to our Northeastern climate after moving here from Florida. Most people move the reverse direction, that’s for sure!)

This is the indomitable Susan, who was the chair of our committee and my compatriot in composting (we worked hard to ensure that all the waste from the day’s luncheon and reception was composted, and that’s another story altogether).

We visited all 4 of the college’s sites, first stopping at the Applied Technology Center. We had a police escort along this section, which is a heavily traveled road. I felt very important! Actually, I was the ride leader, so I really was grateful for the help.

We followed a map developed by Karen and Brian of the Rochester Bicycling Club. Most of the ride took us along many of Rochester’s finest trails.

This is the Public Safety Training Facility, which has a bike trail running right behind it. This was my first time leading a ride, and there were some much stronger cyclists than me on the ride, so right about now I was feeling a bit stressed. So I took off like a bat out of hell after this, and had to be reminded to slow down, since this was supposed to be a fun ride for cyclists of all levels!

Between the Applied Technology Center and this shot, we were on trails the whole time. That’s actually when we passed the bridge shown in the top photo. When we got downtown, they were doing some construction we hadn’t expected, but fortunately we were able to get through. Here’s the campus where I work, right in downtown Rochester.

On the way back, the wind started to get me. I never really thought about the fact that the leader takes all the wind. So, once we were back on the trail and it was just a straight shot, a couple of other people got ahead and I just relaxed for a bit.

And finally, back to the largest campus, just in time to change for the rest of the day’s events!

I tend to find riding in a group a bit stressful, so I’m not quite sure what possessed me to agree to actually lead this ride, other than enthusiasm for the event and my usual not-quite-realistic optimism about life in general. However, this was such a supportive and laid-back group that I really had a wonderful time.

The ride also made me really appreciate the network of trails that we have in this city. The streets still aren’t great, in my view, for cycling, but they’re not awful either. And the trails are just so beautiful. From my neighborhood, I could quite easily bike commute to any of the MCC campuses, to RIT, University of Rochester, St. John Fisher, and Nazareth (and their surrounding areas), much of it on trails.

Although I’m not as familiar with these areas: Irondequoit, Browncroft/Winton neighborhood, and Northeast Rochester, I suspect that it’s not quite as easy to commute, but I know people who do it (include some RocBike readers).

I’m curious to hear what you like and don’t like about bike commuting in Rochester, so let me know in the comments!

Meanwhile, I’m not sure if I’ll be leading a ride again any time soon. But the dog and I will be out on the trails; you can count on that!

The Canada geese honking on the Genesee River

The statue in front of Bausch & Lomb as I turned the corner

St. Mary’s Church to my left

The dead pigeon on the side of the road, only partially flattened

The throng of people at the bus stop at Main and Clinton

Everyone in line for coffee and donuts as I wheel into the building

You can buy a year’s subscription for $78 (although the season ends November 30…okay, I guess the weather gets to them, too). Or, you can use a credit card to rent on a less frequent basis. And, the first half hour is free. There are many stations everywhere (they’re the red dots on the map), so I can imagine that you could bike from station to station, picking up and returning at each station, and not pay anything, and get all around the city.

They also have bike lanes, which are separated from the roadway by a narrow median. One morning I went out running and all you could see down the road on the bike lanes was cyclist after cyclist going to work. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my camera with me, but it was really an inspiring sight.

And so, I came home inspired! I have been bike commuting more than ever, including this route, with a stop at the University of Rochester both to and from.

The only minor challenge was dealing with clothing issues. I have to be dressed professionally at work, and I work up a sweat quickly. My solution was to wear black pants that look professional but are comfortable to ride in, then I just had to pop into a bathroom to change shirts and shoes. If we had more of a bike commuting culture, I can imagine it would be more acceptable to come to work a bit more casually, but I don’t think we’re there yet!

Ah, well, I could always move to Canada. (Hey, I’d get free health care too!)

This is the
Frederick Douglass Susan B. Anthony Memorial Bridge, named after two famous Rochesterians. I find it beautiful every day, but especially today with the frost on the ground.

And this is another view, looking towards downtown.

On this crisp morning, I feel incredibly blessed to bike to work.

A couple of weeks ago I took a bike ride near Holley, along the Erie Canal. This portion of the trail is not used much, and neither are many of the buildings, it appears.

I highly recommend that you make a day of it and take the kids to Hurd Orchards, one of western New York’s treasures. In the fall they serve apple pie which is yummy and filling enough to be your lunch.

Here are a few pictures from a couple of years ago. I get no credit for those adorable kids.

When my partner and I go on vacations, we always take Zoe (pictured above). We also always want to get out on our bikes. This presents a problem, because it is always too hot to leave her in our car, and the other campers wouldn’t appreciate our leaving her in our tent. We know that she would bark the whole time. Our previous solution has been doggie day care. but this year, I finally convinced her that we should get a doggie bike basket. If you want to bring your canine companion with you, this is a good solution for a small dog. (Zoe weighs 8 pounds.)

Tanya had her handlebars shortened in order to fit her better, so the basket only fits on my bike. It really didn’t slow me down much at all and I kept up with her pretty well, especially surprising since she’s generally faster than me. Zoe was unsure about it at first, but seemed to settle in pretty quickly.

So far, I’ve only taken it on bike trails and side streets. I would be hesitant to bike on a busy and/or hilly road with it, because the extra weight on the bars takes some getting used to, and I felt like it slowed my reaction time.

A great bonus is that it seems impossible for another rider to pass without smiling and saying, “Aawwwwww,” with the inflection rising at the end.

I just have 2 things to say about all this. First, cycling is not an individual act; it is inherently social, simply by the fact that other people are using the trails/roads/sidewalks. I am both a driver and a cyclist. When a cyclist is biking erratically or is not visible in the dark, it affects me as a driver, by increasing my stress level as I am driving and trying to be safe. Further, if I were to hit that cyclist, it’s not just the cyclist who would be affected. I would be emotionally devastated. Our health care system would take another hit. My loved ones as well as the cyclist’s would be impacted. Insurance costs would go up. So, yes, individuals have the freedom to make choices about how they want to bike. But that freedom does not exist in a vacuum.

Second, could we be a little nicer to each other and to those with whom we share the transportation infrastructure? There’s a great post at EcoVelo to this point.

Read the comments too, where you’ll find, among others, this gem from the post’s author:

“The idea that acting courteously as opposed to confrontationally is somehow going to put us on a slippery slope leading to “laws demanding that all cyclists get out of their way” is a fallacy that has been used all too frequently to justify rude, aggressive riding tactics. What’s going to get us kicked off the roads is disregarding traffic laws, riding irresponsibly, and treating other road users as if we bicyclists operate under our own set of rules (see it too often). You are right, the car is “almighty”, but fighting its supremacy with a head-on frontal assault is not the answer in my opinion. I believe we need to build good will with the general public and politicians to gain the political capital necessary to instigate the infrastructure and policy changes that would make our roads (and trails) more attractive to new bicyclists, thus growing bicycling to the extent we’re all hoping for. In my opinion, the “us versus them” mentality is counterproductive to this goal and has gotten us nowhere in the U.S.”

My rides home over the past couple of weeks have been exceedingly pleasant.

I attribute it to the power of RocBike.

Way beyond my capabilities, but way cool.

You could also combine it with other trails in the Webster Trails system. If you go to that web page and click on trails, you’ll see an overview map of the whole system.

The sections east of Klem Road abut the backyards of several new developments, which I didn’t enjoy nearly as much as the more wooded sections to the West. The trail is fairly narrow, much more so than the Genesee Greenway, for example. It’s a dirt trail, maybe a tiny bit rocky. (It can be hard to tell on foot vs. bike, but I’m pretty sure I would enjoy cycling it.)

If you go back in about 4-6 weeks, you might find some fruits on these wild strawberries (although I suspect the critters will get to them before any humans can, if my garden is any indication).

Ride to work
First day in the seat since my whiplash injury.
A few aches, but I’m feeling okay.

Ride home
Three teenage guys are blocking the path.
Two move, but one stays square in the middle and looks me right in the eyes.
I know a challenge when I see one,
and I’m not in the mood for it.
There’s room for me to pass, but barely.
As I pass, I sarcastically say, “thanks for moving.”
Not really smart.
But ignoring men who harass me gets old.
The guy mocks me, “thanks for moving.”
On a good day, I figure I can out-bike someone who’s bikeless.
But my first day in the seat, with an achy back, is not really my best day.
I’m a little concerned they’ll take chase.
I look in my rear view mirror. No sign of them.
I hear “Fuck you!” yelled at my back.
I want to flip them off, but I refrain.

I start to fume, reflecting on every rude act I’ve experienced or heard about over the past few weeks.
I’m pretty sure that the phrase, “Kids these days,” pops in my head.

As I near my home, I see a boy on his bike, meandering along the sidewalk.
He cheerfully yells out, “Hello!”
I say hello, though not so cheerfully.
Undaunted, he says, “Nice day for a bike ride!”
Smiling now, I say, “Yes, it is!”

Ride to yoga class
Feeling stronger now.
I come upon a couple of young boys on their bikes.
One says hello.
The other rides up alongside me.
I say, “are you gonna race me?”
He smiles and starts pedaling.
I shift my gears and start to pull ahead.
He says, “Oh, you’ve got gears, that’s why you’re faster.”
I smile and keep moving.

Ride home
Twilight.
Sounds of the neighborhood as I pass by.

Yep, nice day for a bike ride.

There’s proof that I got my bike out in the last couple of months, and I’ve even ridden it a couple of times, but not nearly as much as I thought I would. For one, I don’t have studded tires, and we have had an extremely icy winter. Jack and Adam have both written before about the joys of studded tires, and next year I may finally take the plunge.

But there’s another reason I haven’t ridden, and it’s got me coming up with the counter-intuitive notion that bike commuting is actually a form of privilege. Hang with me here…not for many people, of course, I know that. Many people cannot afford cars, and while Rochester’s public bus system isn’t as awful as I thought it would be, it’s often not very convenient or time-efficient.

So I’ll own my privilege…I am solidly middle-class, and I could afford a reasonably nice car if I were willing to go into debt for one (which I’m not…my current car is 13 years old, has 135,000 miles on it, and is literally rotting/rusting away.) But I do have other trappings of a middle-class lifestyle–professional job, kids with multiple commitments, and pursuing a higher degree to boot.

In this kind of weather, when it comes to bike commuting, the sad truth is partly that I just haven’t had the time. When I have to work all day, then pick up my daughter and deposit her somewhere, then head to class for the evening…not to mention fitting in necessities such as purchasing and eating food along the way…there’s not a lot of leeway in the schedule.

Which is what got me thinking of bike commuting as a form of privilege. There are lots of women with a similar schedule to mine–for them, it might be working in a low-wage service job, picking up the kids from day care, then coming to class at the community college. Different details…same challenges. Honestly, I can’t imagine trying to convince any of them that bike commuting is a practical alternative.

It would be great if we lived in a society where it were more practical. In my mind, such a society would pay a living wage, would provide free or very inexpensive education at least up through the bachelor’s degree, free child care, and a public transportation system that was multi-modal and had multiple routes.

But we don’t live in that society. And thus I am reminded not to get high and mighty about being a bike commuter (when I am, indeed, such a person, which is not lately!).

In much more timely news, the New York Times profiled Portland Congressman Earl Blumenauer, founder of the Congressional Bicycle Caucus. Who knew?

Election Day here was a beautiful near 70 degree day, so I took the opportunity for a nice bike ride along the Genesee Riverway Trail through Genesee Valley Park. Although I have mixed feelings about graffiti, I have to admit that I love this one.

I wasn’t the only one who decided to take in as much outdoor recreation as possible.

It was a truly glorious fall day, and I’m glad I have this ride to remember when I think back to the day Barack Obama was elected.

More pictures at his flickr set.

And even better for this knitting bicyclist…a tiny knitted bicycle!

Got any good craft/bike combos to share??

On a separate trip, we took Zoe, who loves the Greenway, because she gets to run for miles.

Here are a few great spots in nearby Burdett for cyclists. I’ve never been here when it’s open, but it looks like a great place for service, and they had some new bikes in there as well.

And this is my favorite breakfast/sandwhich spot for miles around.

Right behind the building there’s a waterfall, and there must have been a mill there at some point.

Fall is a great time to visit the Finger Lakes, so get out before the snow flies (not that snow would stop us diehard Rocbike’rs!)

She said she felt like a 7-year old, but she quickly got right back into it.

I’ m very proud of her!

This week alone I’ve had several incidents that kicked up the adrenaline a bit. Funny thing is, they’re about equal in terms of whether they happened on a bike trail or on the street.

On the street, there’s been the usual…cars driving way too fast and too close, cars running a red light, cars backing out of driveways with no clue that I’m there. Oh, and cyclists on the wrong side of the road forcing me into traffic.

On the bike trail…again, some of the usual…cyclists rounding a curve without being prepared for me on the other side being the most common.

Then there was a very unusual instance: a pedestrian was walking in the middle of the trail (it’s a multi-use trail). I rang my bell a couple of times, and she froze in place…stopped walking, stood in the middle of the trail, and hunched her arms and shoulders as though she were trying to make herself smaller. I yelled, “Move to the right, please!” But she just stayed there. Fortunately, the trail was wide enough for me to go around her, and there were no other cyclists around.

All of this at the same time that my daughter has said that she’s willing to get back on a bike. Long-time readers of RocBike will know that Jason and I have a special and prior-to-RocBike unknown connection…he came to my assistance when my daughter was hit while biking several years back. I’ve written about how hard it was for me to overcome my fear and get back on a bike after that accident.

I am thrilled that she is ready to get back in the saddle. We will start with some easy trail rides and take it from there. I will put my own awareness of how quickly things can go wrong into trying to educate her about safe cycling. And, even though she’s 17, she will probably actually listen to me. She’s like that.

And I’ll try not to worry. Because life is always shorter than we want it to be. We can live in denial and fritter our time away because we think there’ll always be time in the future to do what we really want to be doing. Or we can live in fear and make ourselves crazy with worry and anxiety. Or we can do what I find the hardest and most uncomfortable of all—live in the full knowledge of the fact that my life and the lives of those I love will inevitably be shorter than I want them to be.

Cycling reminds me of that, and today, as I prepare to take my daughter out for a ride this weekend, I am grateful for the reminder.

And in this election season, here’s the one political pedicab that I saw.

If you’re interested in more pictures (not all cycling related), you can find them at my Flick page.

Dear News 10 NBC Editors:
On 18 August 2008, News 10 NBC ran a story about Mayor Robert Duffy’s “Zero Tolerance” crime policy. Part of the story featured footage of a Rochester police officer nearly running into a cyclist on a street in the 14621 neighborhood. Reporter Ray Levato cited this as an example of “zero tolerance” for crime.

To use this incident as an example of zero tolerance is destructive to safe and congenial use of the roadways for motorists and cyclists alike.

In this specific scenario, both used poor judgment; the cyclist by not wearing a helmet and not being more aware of the car on his left; the police officer by not signaling or looking back and fulfilling his legal responsibility to exercise “due care.” While both used poor judgment, only the police officer committed a crime; unfortunately, the cyclist could have paid with his life. As a regular bike commuter and occasional driver, I am all too aware that she with the heavier vehicle wins, regardless of who is breaking the law.

As to zero tolerance, I’d like to see the police address the rings of bike thieves roaming our city neighborhoods…three bikes were stolen from my neighborhood this weekend alone, including my own.

Instead of presenting cyclists as criminals, I urge News 10 NBC to explore two related issues: 1) bike theft–who’s committing it, how to prevent it, and information about R Community Bikes (http://www.mpnnow.com/lifestyle/x1542100972), where people in need can get free bicycles rather than buy stolen ones; and 2) safe and courteous procedures for sharing the road between drivers and cyclists.

Sincerely,
Julie White
Rochester, NY
writer for www.rocbike.com

Tanya pulled in to the parking lot, got out of her car, looked him straight in the eye (not an easy feat, since she’s 5’4″ and he was over 6′), and said, “You’re on my bike. Get off my bike.” He got kind of flustered, and said that he paid for it, it’s his bike. This exchange continued for a few minutes, with him getting more agitated and saying, “I didn’t steal your bike…it’s my bike.”

She decided to try another tactic (this was her most prudent moment of the interaction). She said, “Let me start over. My name is Tanya (extending hand). What’s yours?” He reluctantly shook her hand and told her his name. She told him that she’s had the bike for over 10 years, and it means a lot to her, then asked him how much he paid for the bike…the answer, $20. She said, “I’ll give you $40 for it. Get off the bike and follow me home, where I have the money.” He did so, she put it on the bike rack, and in her least prudent moment of the interaction, invited him to get in her car.

His female friend said, “No, he’ll ride with me.” Was she protecting him from Tanya? I don’t know, but I’m glad she did it, for whatever reason.

They followed Tanya home, got their $40, and Tanya had her bike back. This whole thing makes me simultaneously proud and terrified.

But wait…there’s more. Tanya took the bike to Full Moon Vista to get a wheel (since the thieves had replaced her nice one with a cheap one), lights, etc. While there, she noticed a Trek that she had been researching. She called me to come down and try it out.

Kyle sweet-talked me into buying it (perhaps that’s because I practically begged him to give me reasons to buy it). Seriously, I tried it out and I love it! By the way, philosophically I’m totally with Adam on buying from Craig’s list…but there are two factors against such an approach. First, I’m not so patient as to wait until just the right bike comes along. Second, I did not inherit the lesbian mechanical-skills gene (maybe that’s because I’m bi, but that’s another story), and would feel totally overwhelmed at having to make major repairs/parts replacement.

One more thing…perhaps you noticed how well the water bottle matches the bike (come on, you can admit it!). Here’s a closer picture just in case you missed it…
I bought that water bottle on Saturday, the day before my Specialized was stolen. All I can say is that I must have been meant to have this sweet blue Trek.

I brought it home last night, where it is being kept in an undisclosed location…bike thieves, don’t even think about it! Like I said, you don’t want to mess with my butch girlfriend.

This, the fourth time? It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, my partner and/or I had been outside in the backyard nearly all day, and the garage door was open since we were going in and out of it to get tools for gardening and chicken-keeping related work. Our bikes were in the garage, not visible from the driveway, unlocked.

Thinking that no one would ever dare come into our yard while we were home, with lots of visibility from adjoining lots where other neighbors were around doing their own yard work, we didn’t worry about the bikes. When we came outside after a half hour inside, both our bikes were gone. As we looked around, we realized that they had come through our neighbor’s back yard, trampling the fence, and into our garage. There was a small kid-sized bike abandoned in the neighbor’s front yard.

We think they were looking for bikes and were tipped off by the bike rack on our car in the driveway. We always close and lock the garage when we’re not home, but I never would have thought someone would be so bold to come into our yard and garage when we’re obviously home. Several of our neighbors who can see our backyard were in and out all day, but somehow the thieves found this window of opportunity.

Funny, I grew up in a small town where most people never locked their houses or cars or garages. There were a lot of not-so-great things about growing up there, but that level of trust is something I really miss. Obviously I need to be a lot more distrustful…we are already discussing solutions to prevent this type of theft.

Anyway, that’s my bike above, before the existing fenders were added, and my partner’s was a GT Nomad, silver-grey, with fenders, kick stand, water bottle holder, and front pack.

Well, I was planning on getting a second bike this year, but now I’ll just get ANOTHER first bike. It’s hard to believe, though, how attached I was to that bike. I don’t believe in heaven and hell, but there should be a special hell for bike thieves.

p.s. any suggestions on other theft deterrent strategies to consider (so I don’t have to keep learning the hard way)?
p.p.s. new bike suggestions encouraged–under $1,000, hybrid, good for commuting, able to tow a small trailer, lighter than the previous Specialized I had.

Not only was it an awe-inspiring race, but you could get close enough to get vertigo from the wheels spinning by as a hundred cyclists rode flat out in the rain.

And, it being Rochester and all (the city that’s more like a small town), I ran into a lot of people I knew, including Kyle from Full Moon Vista, who verbally ambushed me after my awkward ohmygodcrossthestreetbeforemorecyclistscome run across Broad Street with a, “Nice sprint, Julie.”

I do have one complaint…what’s up with the pro women being relegated to a 5:00 start, before all the men, a lower purse, and little to no media coverage. The men’s race was billed as “the main event.”

Anyway, you can find media coverage here.

Put it on your 2009 calendar!

Read more here .

Although I’ve been commuting to my office in downtown Rochester regularly for some time now, my job sometimes requires me to attend meetings at the other campus of MCC (Monroe Community College, for non-Rochester readers). That campus is on E. Henrietta Rd., a clogged main artery leading to the land of malls, big grocery stores, empty big box stores, and continued building of new big box stores which will likely fall empty in a few years…and the road is currently under construction so it can handle even more car traffic.

Hence, I have not been anxious to ride my bike there. But then, a stroke of genius! I could ride the Genesee Riverway Trail to the Erie Canal, get off the canal path next to Monroe Community Hospital, and in keeping with Adam’s rules of riding on the sidewalk, take the sidewalk a short distance to campus.

Given that I’ve lived in Rochester for 18 years and been riding the trails for 12, one could say my stroke of genius was somewhat belated. Nonetheless, last week, I did it…I rode from my home (smack between the two campuses) to the Brighton campus of MCC, from there to downtown, and back to my home at the end of the day.

It was a beautiful day, I had little traffic to deal with, and I got in a decent amount of exercise. The only downside was the fact that I changed clothes three times in the middle of the work day. But it’s summer, which makes a change from shorts to a sleeveless dress pretty easy (I keep multiple pairs of shoes at work, as well as an all-purpose dress jacket, so that I don’t have to tote them). Having short hair makes this kind of commute a breeze as well.

Here are some of the highlights.

The path is unmarked next to Monroe Community Hospital.

I’d much rather be on this “roadway” than the one under construction at the top of the post.

This is near the University of Rochester and Genesee Valley Park, where three local trails converge.

The downtown library…a grand building.

Don’t you miss the days when buildings had inspirational quotes inscribed on them?

Home away from home.

That is a cross-stitch pattern, which you can purchase from Radical Cross Stitch, to benefit the Austin Yellow Bike Project.

And check out the Power to the Pedal design competition. Here’s my favorite entry, which combines biking and music:

Imagine a bike rigged up with that along with the Down Low Glow, cruising along your daily commute!

That supremely well-lit bike welcomed me and my partner to the Sugar Maple Trailside Inn in Florence, Massachusetts on our luxuriously long summer vacation (well, not as long as those who summer on Nantucket, another one of our stops, but long for us). The inn is filled with bicycle decor and bike and rail-trail related reading materials, is right next to a rail trail, and has two cruisers available for guests to borrow. Not only that, one of the hosts is an experienced advocate for rail trails.

Jason recently wrote about plans for expanded trails in Berkshire County, Massachusetts, and rail trails do indeed abound in the parts of the state I’ve visited, which include the Berkshires, Pioneer Valley, Cape Cod, and Nantucket.

So if you’re looking for a good cycling destination, check out Massachusetts, and I recommend a stop at the Sugar Maple Inn!

Jason already posted the local news story about the Adore Your City bike ride. I finally got to meet regular commenter Keith, and was surprised by how many people I knew there, since this was my first group ride, outside of a few Critical Mass rides in the past (which are a totally different kind of experience!). There were people from my graduate classes, a former colleague, and Rochester’s Mayor Robert Duffy and his wife.

The first route (map here) was nice and easy, a pretty slow pace and some beautiful scenery along the Genesee River and Rochester’s Corn Hill neighborhood. It took a different kind of cycling with such a large group (about 60), but it didn’t take long to get the hang of it, and it was really fun to be such a large presence on the city streets. Since it was 9 am Sunday morning, we were pretty much the only presence on the streets.

Quite a few people (maybe 10-15?) just did the first route. By that time, I’m pretty sure I was the only one on a seriously heavy city bike, although there were also a couple of tandems there, including a recumbent tandem. Or at least I felt rather conspicuous. The first part of the second route was very familiar, covering ground I’d just ridden a few weeks ago. Once we turned to come down Old King’s Highway, through Durand Eastman park, I still felt strong, but definitely slower on those hills, and I was near the end arriving at the meeting place where everyone was waiting. I finished out the second route at the end with Kyle from Full Moon Vista, who was riding sweep.

At that point we were back at home base for lunch. Except there wasn’t anything really filling that I would choose to eat (I’m vegetarian). I’m not complaining, as I should have confirmed with the organizers whether there would be veggie options. But I needed re-fueling in a big way, and given that I’d already been lagging behind, I decided to call it a day. I headed home and inhaled two plates of pasta. The total? 39 miles for the day, at a considerably faster pace than my usual (and a considerably faster pace than the advertised 12-14 miles/hour).

It was a good ride, for a good cause. But as with any first-time event, there were a few snags. We were scheduled to complete the second route by 11:30. We completed it by about 1:15. I’m told that those remaining did one additional route, for three, rather than the originally planned four, completed routes. It went slow partly because of traffic (there was more on the second route than the first) and because it was a no-drop ride. There were a few flat tires along the way, and the riders were at various speed levels. Also, there weren’t enough restrooms for all of us at Full Moon, so the potty line was loooonngg, meaning we were just standing around waiting for a long time before heading back out for the second route.

I think some of the more advanced cyclists were frustrated by having to wait for the slower. At the same time, we were cycling at a faster rate than advertised, and the intention seemed to be that all levels would be accommodated. I really liked the fact that it was designed to be accessible to a wide variety of levels. While I like riding for recreation and physical challenge, my primary purpose is still transportation (the fact that I also love being on a bike is just icing on the cake).

I’d like to see more people cycling for transportation, and thus the more people that are encouraged to bike, the better, at whatever level. There are quite a few events that promote cycling solely as a sport for those with the time and money to participate. Let’s have an event that doesn’t exclude that part of the community, but that DOES include other portions…those who cycle because it’s the most affordable form of transportation, those who just love being on a bike, those who are committed to cycling as a sustainable form of transportation. Let’s promote cycling for people at all levels…to improve our roads, our air, and our community’s health and vitality.

So, if you’re listening, Adore Your City organizers, first of all, THANK YOU! I know it was a lot of work, and I am really appreciative of the chance to participate. I am sure that everyone has advice for you for next time…here’s mine. Please don’t make the next ride less accessible to slower, less experienced cyclists. Maybe you could have two levels of routes…one faster and more advanced, and one slower and shorter. How about a short training ride beforehand, not for the physical training, but to help people learn about the fine art of riding in a group? And please, pretty please, more potties and some carb-rich veggie food next time?

I am distinctly NOT of the “no pain, no gain” mind set. I rather think that life brings plenty of unwanted pain all by itself, and there is no need to bring more upon myself. I’m more of the, “If it’s not fun, why do it?” mind set.

Strangely, and quite surprisingly, I found my 45-miler a complete pleasure. I started out looking like this, at about 10 am:

In between, at 2 pm, I looked like this:

I ended up looking like this, at 5 pm:

See what I mean…happy in the beginning, middle, and end. I won’t describe the route itself, as portions of it have been well-described here and here. I rode from near the University of Rochester on the Genesee Riverway Trail, all the way up to Lake Ontario, back to the U of R, through Genesee Valley Park, and to Perinton, just past Schoen Place in Pittsford, on the Canal Trail, then back home to the South Wedge of the city. I highly recommend it. Varied and beautiful scenery, and lots of places to stop, use the facilities, fill the water bottle, and grab a bite to eat.

Go to my flickr set for more pictures.

I will, however, share a few things I learned in the process of preparing for this ride.

1—Ride the route in advance! This was the mistake I made back in November, and I was determined not to make it again. I’d ridden from home to the lake two or three times before the big day, and from home to Pittsford/Perinton many times. I knew what to expect, how to pace myself, and when my next stop would be.

2—Although contrary to my nature, some amount of training was necessary. Throughout the icy winter I stayed in shape by taking spinning classes. I always thought that biking inside was rather silly and pointless. Maybe, but it’s a great workout, and I doubt I could have done the 45 miles so painlessly otherwise. Then, as soon as the weather got nice, I got back outside and made sure to get in some longer rides than usual.

3—Make it public. I am not so sure I would have actually done this, by my birthday, had I not posted my personal challenge here and at My 45th Year. May is a crazy time for someone so integrally connected and committed to the educational system through my children, my work, and graduate school. Normally I would have been writing rather than riding on a day off from work in May, and it would have been very easy to just say, “I’ll do it later,” if I hadn’t made a public commitment.

4—Rest and stretch along the way. There is a picture, from which I’ve spared myself the public humiliation, of me on the ground in a rather unflattering yoga pose. But the stretching helped keep me going and minimized next-day soreness. We stopped about every 10 miles, took some pictures, got some water, had a snack, and stretched. And we stopped at about 30 miles for a nice lunch. At that point I really needed the fuel. We also stopped in at Towpath Bike in Schoen Place, where they had this sign that says it all.

(Just for Jason…now HERE’s a packet boat:)

5—Find a buddy. It really helped to have my partner Tanya along for the ride. She’s been cheering me on all year, getting me to take spinning classes, making sure I remember to get out and ride, and her company on the big day was invaluable.

6—Use your mind to help you along. After lunch, we biked out to the turn-around point . At that point, it was only 15 miles back home. I decided to think of it as a separate ride. Just a little 15-miler. No big deal, I do it all the time.

And speaking of mind games, watch out for self-imposed limits. I was one of those kids picked last in gym, scrawny, and nerdy and brainy on top of it. Notice that “athletic” is not on that list. At some times during this year I had to remind myself that I can do this. I still don’t think I’m athletic, but I am fit, strong, and healthy.

Now, I should say that I was not totally pain-free after the ride. About two hours after, I crashed and I slept very soundly. That night and until about mid-day the next day, my body was a little stiff and pretty tired. But considering that I expected to be dragging myself to the 45th mile, a little soreness after the fact seemed like a victory.

The next big event for me will be the Adore Your City bike ride. I’m not sure if I’ll do all 4 routes, though. I suspect that me and my clunky hybrid may be struggling to keep up with the group speed, so it depends on how that goes. Will I see any Rocbike readers there?

And this week, on my ride to yoga class, where I met my daughter, my new Ortlieb panniers managed the task of carrying our two yoga mats admirably.

I splurged on the panniers after I decided that an XtraCycle is not right for me, at this point. (Sorry, Jason!) An XtraCycle is great if you want to be able to give someone else a ride, but my 17 and 19-year olds aren’t likely to want to be seen on the back of their mom’s bike. And everyone else I might be traveling with would likely ride their own! So, I got the panniers instead; they hold plenty of groceries and are very easy to use. I recommend them if you’re in the market.

Bikes, chickens, and yoga…together here on RocBike.

I, however, did not. Sad to say, my winter months were full of more driving than cycling. My excuses? I took on an extra teaching gig in the ‘burbs, necessitating several 13 hour days with no way to be everywhere I needed to by bike (or bus) commute; I have a 17-year old daughter who required (until she recently got her license) rides for herself, her trumpet, and her 20 pound backpack to various musical performances and events throughout the 7-county area; and, well…I don’t like to bike on ice, which is mostly what we had throughout January and February. (p.s. if you think I’m exaggerating about the length of my days, the weight of DD’s backpack, or the locations of her performances…I’m not.)

So now I atone for my sins (and you get to help!). I’m participating in the Adore Your City bike ride and community service project to raise funds (and do some physical labor) for Rochester’s “Clean Sweep” project. I have to raise at least $180! Please consider sponsoring me through PayPal, at my45thyear@yahoo.com.

Our friends over at Full Moon Vista are organizing the ride. Registration deadline was April 1…I don’t know if they’re still taking riders or not, but give them a call if you’re interested in riding yourself!

Here’s to much more riding in April!

In a recent round-up of “Links of the Day,” Gordon Price at planetizen.com quotes columnist Thomas Friedman:

“Being green, focusing the nation on greater energy efficiency and conservation, is not some girlie-man issue. It is actually the most tough-minded, geostrategic, pro-growth and patriotic thing we can do….”

Friedman goes on to comment about our current leaders: “when it comes … to making ourselves energy efficient and independent, and environmentally green – they ridicule it as something only liberals, tree-huggers and sissies believe is possible or necessary.” In Price’s words, the underlying message is,” Real men don’t ride bikes.”

Does environmental sustainability have to be justified in terms of its supposed masculinity? Conservation is only okay as long as it’s “pro-growth,” “patriotic,” and “tough-minded”?

Of course, not all who ride bikes are doing it for environmental sustainability. For some, it’s simply an athletic exercise, a sport; it’s about competition, equipment, gear, speed, duration, and length (oops, my mind drifted to the other meaning of sex for a moment).

Anyway, I imagine for many RocBike readers, some level of commitment to reducing our contribution to environmental degradation is also a factor in our cycling.

This all reminds me of a conversation I had with media critic and anti-violence activist Jackson Katz (who will be speaking at the MCC Damon City Campus on April 30–email me for details) during the 2004 presidential election, who spoke of the role of gender in that campaign. He has a new lecture, in which he analyzes “images like George Bush in the flight suit, Kerry as a war hero, Michael Dukakis in the tank, Reagan on horseback and Clinton as a good ol’ boy … and shows how male voters are powerfully influenced by cultural constructs of presidential masculinity.” Listen to the language of the current campaign for how stereotypically “masculine” characteristics are spoken of, and, in a new twist, how the view of those characteristics changes based on the sex of the candidate.

And while you’re at it, pay attention to the culture of cycling. What characteristics are valued? What voices are heard? And, if we’re being honest, do we sometimes work to present ourselves in the “butchest” way possible, even when it might be a bit of a stretch?

I’ve been writing quite a bit lately at my blog about issues that affect women. Here’s one I hadn’t gotten to. The message I take from the kind of rhetoric by Friedman: Ladies, we may as well take our overly sensitive, on-the-rag, crybaby selves somewhere else, because we’re just in the way of the real men getting on with the geostrategic work of saving our planet. Nothing we need to worry our pretty little heads about.

Oh, and you girlie-men, tree-huggers, liberals, and sissies? Come on over to our little corner. You may not be women, but in the political rhetoric, you’re a little too much like us, and therefore just as easily dismissed.

To my surprise, he gave a plug for a book called How to Live Well without Owning a Car by Chris Balish. If you’re reading RocBike, you probably don’t need this book. But if you’re looking to give a nudge to someone in your life who’s looking to make some changes, this is a good book. Recognizing that not everyone is able and/or ready to go completely car-free, he also gives good tips and examples of going “car-lite.”

There are also some interesting factoids, to wit:

–40% of car trips are two miles or less.

–80% are within eight miles of home.

–49% of Americans live within one mile of a transit stop.

–Every time a cyclist makes a four-mile round trip commute by bike rather than car, she prevents 15 pounds of toxic tailpipe emissions from entering the air.

Good talking points for more sane commuting options.

I also read The Art of Urban Cycling: Lessons from the Street, which is linked over there in the sidebar. Our local library only has one copy in all of its branches, and it took me 2 months to get it. Right now 4 people have it on hold.

It was well worth the wait. A former bike messenger, the author contrasts the vehicular-cycling principle (bike as though you’re operating a motor vehicle) with the invisible cyclist principle (assume that no one sees you but acknowledge that you are vulnerable). The first advice I got on commuting was “bike like a vehicle.” But that never sat quite right with me. Most of the time I bike like a vehicle, but there are times when there’s no way I’m gonna share the road with hundreds of people in SUV’s who just got off work and have one thing on their mind…get on 490 and get the hell home. This book made me feel more confident in my urban cycling “style,” and also presented a lot of situations I hadn’t considered that I should be prepared to deal with.

One caveat–this book is not for the new, faint-of-heart cyclist. Had I read it right after my daughter’s accident, I may never have gotten back on a bike. There’s a whole section on injuries, which basically says…you’re gonna get hurt, get ready for it. While that may be a badge of honor to some, I prefer to stay as much in one piece as possible.

He skillfully weaves in cycling history, research about cities and what makes communities work (and how bikes contribute to that), and effective cycling strategies, with a realistic attitude (don’t expect car drivers to change,the modern city isn’t going anywhere fast, deal with it and take responsibility for keeping yourself as safe as possible).

These quotes encapsulate his philosophy: “Bicycling is better. Life is too precious to spend it in a car,” and his last admonition to readers, “Be considerate to other road users, especially the noncyclists, poor fellows. Ride with fear and joy.”

All in all, you should read it…me, I’m going to pay the out-of-print price to have my very own copy.

p.s. What’s up with bicycle tag? Was my picture too blurry? Have you all given up? Has the cold gotten to you? Have I really stumped you?

Although I have many reasons not to move away from Rochester, if I do ever move, it will be to Toronto. I took a brief trip there over the holidays and it has tons of resources for both crafting and cycling. I’ll stick to the cycling aspects here.

First of all, bike lanes, lots of them.

Second, community-based resources for bicycling.

Third, cool cycling art.

There were also bike racks everywhere, and in every store, there were people who were clearly using their bikes as their primary form of transportation. On top of that, electricity-powered streetcars, a bus system, AND a subway.

And to top it all off, a a 10-year Bike Plan. They’re having a Coldest Day of the Year ride on January 30, their statistically coldest day of the year.

With a burgeoning bike culture here, and steps to reduce climate change, including “Curb Your Car Week” coming from Brighton, dare I hope for such amenities here in Rochester?

What do you think?

Those of you who are experienced racers, cyclo-tourists, or intermediate-long distance cyclists, you may want to move along, unless you enjoy feeling superior to us neophytes (in which case, go right ahead!). For those of you who, like me, are re-discovering cycling, bike mostly for transportation, and are looking forward to more and more cycling, perhaps you will learn from my experience today.

A re-cap: when I turned 44 this past May, I set myself a few goals, one of which is to complete a 45-mile bike ride before my 45th birthday. There have been many benefits to setting this goal, beyond the achievement of the goal itself, which I have written about before here at RocBike. Still, once I set a goal, I don’t let go of it. I ‘ve wanted to do it before the cold winter months of Rochester, because I know it will be harder to get out on my bike as the winter progresses.

So, I set out today with high hopes, planning to bike from Fairport to Newark along the Erie Canalway Trail. I even emailed Jack for a recommendation for a good diner along the way for our midway break. My partner Tanya, also a cyclist, came with me, and a fellow cyclist shot our starting photo at the Canal Park in Fairport.

I’ll cut right to the chase. I didn’t get to 45 miles. I did, however, learn a few things which I’m passing along to you.

Lesson One: When setting out with a specific goal in mind, be familiar with the route. I’ve ridden various sections of the Erie Canalway Trail, but not this one. The terrain was not what I expected…(wet) crushed cinders. (Actually, my book Cycling the Erie Canal describes it as “stone dust.”) I expected the cinders, but hadn’t considered the effect of the recent wet weather on the surface. At times it felt like I was biking in sand. You can see the mud that’s splashed up on my bike (along with the remnants of Thanksgiving’s snow).

Lesson Two: Park midway, not at the beginning/end. Tanya’s a faster cyclist than me, and I caught up with her munching on her apple at Palmyra’s Aqueduct Park.

When I told her that we were 1/4 of the way done, she uttered some words from which I will spare you. She hated biking on the surface we were on. What’s more, when we did the math, we realized that we were going quite a bit slower than usual (I was biking about 60-75% of my usual MPH), and that there was no way we could get to Newark and back to the car before nightfall. Not wanting to bike after dark on the unlighted canal, since we both have headlights more useful for being seen by others than illuminating darkness, we came up with Plan B. Bike back to Fairport, have lunch there, then bike on to Genesee Valley Park, on a paved portion of the trail, and BACK to Fairport to the 45-mile mark.

Lesson Three: Give yourself plenty of time. While our new plan seemed reasonable, there was another thing we hadn’t considered…the wind. The weather forecast had predicted gusts 15-20 MPH. I didn’t think it would be too bad, but we were biking right into it. The last 6 miles to Fairport felt like twice that.

The clock was ticking as I got to Fairport Village Coffee…

T. was already ensconced with a cup of coffee. We ordered some veggie chili and a portabella panini, plus I got myself a ginger soy decaf latte (all were excellent, by the way). And then we both agreed that we were done for the day. We would have had to really push it to finish before dark. It made me feel a little better that she, the stronger and faster athlete, was achy and tired, too. She had just biked her usual 20-mile route yesterday and had felt fine. We could only guess that the combination of the terrain and wind, quite frankly, were just more than we were ready for, given the time we had given ourselves to complete the ride.

Lesson Four: When at first you don’t succeed…you know the rest. I was disappointed at first that I didn’t make it. But really, I have 6 months to make it happen. It will be incentive to keep in shape and keep biking! Considering that, until I set myself this challenge, biking 8 miles was about as much as I was willing to push myself, and then only in warm weather, I feel okay about it. It will happen! Can’t you tell by the look on my face, at 24.24 miles?

–questioning (will my family still accept me as a Knitter?);

–isolation and reaching out to community (where can I meet other Knitters like me?);

–acceptance (okay, I’m a Knitter, now what?);

–coming out and proud (I knit wherever and whenever I please, damn it, and you will just have to deal with it! This phase also often includes the procurement and display of various knitting-related tools, jewelry, and bumper stickers); and

–identity synthesis (yes, I’m a Knitter, but I’m also many other things…don’t fence me in).

Today it occurred to me that I may be in the process of becoming a Commuting Cyclist. I needed to run some errands, which could have been done quite easily by bike. But it was a bit rainy, I was tired and pressed for time, and I thought, “Oh, what the heck. I do my part to save the planet. Today I want to drive!”

Wouldn’t you know, while in Abundance Co-op, I ran into Jack, still with his helmet on. Oh, the shame!

But it was more than shame that sparked this realization of a newly-forming identity. On the drive home, I really did wish that I had biked. It would have been so easy, it wasn’t raining that hard, and the fresh air would have helped me wake up.

I see some more bumper stickers in my future. Do you think they make any that say “Knitting Cyclist”?

–Wind Chill isn’t just a stat that the TV meteorologists (who take an approach to weather that can only be described as “weather as horror flick”) came up with to scare us into watching their forecasts (and accompanying ads).

I left the house this afternoon in 50 degree weather, with only Lycra tights (yes, I do own Lycra, but in my defense it was purchased in the 1980′s…and although in perfectly good shape, is in the fashion of the 80′s), a tank top, and a cycling jacket. When I stepped outside it was downright temperate. When I started biking, I realized it was a bit windy. My uncovered ears and fingertips were FREEZING! Next time, I’ll make sure the extremities are well-protected.

–Give the bike a good once-over every time you ride.

That would be a picture of my rear reflector caught between my back tire and my frame. It came off during today’s ride. I was in a rocky area, and I thought maybe I had a rock caught in the spokes. All of a sudden I couldn’t move AT ALL. Had that happened in traffic or going downhill…yikes. Major wipeout.

–It’s all about the gear.

I finally got some Power Grips (and new pedals) put on my bike by the good people at Full Moon Vista, along with a new helmet, which is much more comfortable and lightweight. So much more comfortable for head and toe.

–Brighton has a new park! I accessed it off the Erie Canalway Trail, just east of Clinton Avenue.

I took my kids to many soccer games at Meridian Centre Park, back in the day. They’ve recently added a trail and boardwalk system (still under construction, I believe) through wetlands adjacent to the fields. Note to soccer and baseball parents: This would be a great place to explore in between games.

–I can’t get enough of nature this fall…I find the colors intensely inspiring. I think someone famous already said this, but it seems to me that art is just our inadequate way of trying to capture the inherent beauty (including the starkness of decay and death, soon to come) of the natural world around us.

–Crows start their pre-roosting activity as early as 3:45 pm this time of the year. (That’s when they start to gather to fly to their roosting site, where they will sleep for the night.) There’s a reason that Halloween decorations always conjure images of crows. This is the time of year, after families have been raised, that they begin gathering in flocks at night. Pay attention the next time you notice a bunch of crows gathering. The noise coming from a large group of crows is quite impressive.

Not that I need any more reasons to bike, but it’s worth remembering that I wouldn’t have learned any of these from inside a motor vehicle.
]]> http://www.rocbike.com/2007/11/11/things-i-learned-this-weekend-while-on-my-bike/feed/ 0 http://www.rocbike.com/2007/11/02/why-i-bike/ http://www.rocbike.com/2007/11/02/why-i-bike/#comments Sat, 03 Nov 2007 01:13:06 +0000 Julie http://www.rocbike.com/2007/11/02/why-i-bike/ I’ve been cycling off and on since forever, but when I started working within two miles of my home, two years ago, I began to bike more frequently. It seemed ridiculous to get in my car and contribute to the melting ice caps, all to go a distance that I could get to just as quickly on bike as by car. That led to running errands, visiting friends, going food shopping, all on bike. Since my 45th year challenge, I’ve stepped up the cycling even more. It all started when Pat from the Rochester Bicycling Club wished me a happy birthday, and suggested that I should bike my age in miles.

I thought, I can do that…in fact, I probably could have done it that day (which was my 44th birthday), but it undoubtedly would have hurt. I’m going for the low-pain ride…so, in addition to the daily cycling, I’m going for longer and longer rides on the weekends. My goal is to do the 45-miler over Thanksgiving weekend.

But there are other reasons that keep me biking, beyond the first motivation of cutting my carbon footprint and the second of celebrating this turning point year, in which I can finally feel myself relaxing into the sheer unpredictability of life.

I keep biking because it connects me to my neighborhood, my community. For example, I take night classes at the University of Rochester, also only two miles from my home. Most of my classmates (like me) are full-time employees and part-time students. They say that they don’t really feel that connected to the graduate program, because they drive in and drive out, often in darkness…straight from the parking lot to the classroom, and back again.

On the other hand, I bike up Mt. Hope Avenue, alongside the Genesee River, past the UR tennis courts and apartments, past the library, and behind the academic quad to my classroom. On this ride I think often of my former father-in-law, now gone for fifteen years, who worked at UR for many years. When I first met him, he gave me a tour of the campus and told me its history. I’ve forgotten most of it, but I do remember that where the campus stands was once a golf course. I often picture that golf course and think fondly of him, one of the most loving and ethical people I have ever met.

On Halloween, I saw undergrads in costume heading out for the night on the UR bus, graduate students in the library (probably oblivious to the fact that it was Halloween), and on the way back, I biked parallel with another student heading from campus to our neighborhood. (Actually, I passed her going up the hill on McLean, and since she was half my age, this made me quite pleased with myself.)

It really does make me feel connected to be on my bike, instead of ensconced and climate-controlled in a car. And to be perfectly honest, there’s nothing like bike commuting to give you that slight, “I’m so cool AND I’m doing the right thing” tinge of self-righteousness. I might be overtaken by the self-righteousness if I weren’t having so much fun noticing the changing of the seasons and feeling the strength in my body that comes from propelling yourself rather than letting a motor do it.

And speaking of strength, I’m also noticing a huge leap in my strength and endurance. My 20-mile bike ride last weekend felt like nothing, even without padded bike shorts! (For more on the significance of that last detail, see Hubris.)

As the weather turns cold, I’m wondering if I can maintain this level of cycling throughout the winter. For one thing, I have to dress “professionally” for my job, and carrying the layers of clothing needed to change into, along with the layers I’ll need to wear, feels like a bit much. For another, money put into the current bike to outfit it for winter is money that can’t go towards an XtraCycle next year! I’m counting on the RocBike community to give me the right tips and help me keep the motivation to keep it up!

Speak up in the comments–why do YOU bike?

A caller complained about there being too many cyclists on downtown sidewalks. Mayor Duffy agreed, and said, “I’m really interested in creating bike lanes downtown for bicyclists.” Okay, that quote may not be his exact words, but you get the gist.

So, let’s hold the Mayor accountable to his words…emails, letters, phone calls…maybe a more organized effort, particularly in light of Jack’s comments about the Midtown Plaza site.

According to The Consumer’s Guide to Effective Environmental Choices from the Union of Concerned Scientists, the 3 priority areas for consumers in reducing environmental impact are: transportation, food, and household operations. These are the 3 areas in which individual consumers can have the most impact, with transportation being numero uno.

The 5 specific recommended actions to reduce your transportation impact are:

1. Choose a place to live that reduces the need to drive.

2. Think twice before purchasing another car.

3. Choose a fuel-efficient, low-polluting car.

5. Whenever practical, walk, BICYCLE, or take public transportation.

I admire people who are completely car-free, and aspire to be one some day. But I haven’t quite figured out how to make that happen. I have been able to figure out how to: live less than 2 miles from my place of work, drive a 12-year old car that’s well-maintained (at least as far as keeping it running clean; don’t talk to me about the rust), bike, walk, or bus whenever feasible (inconvenience is not allowed as an excuse, but needing to go to off-campus meetings, pick up and deliver offspring, carry very heavy loads, are allowed reasons for driving).

If you ask me, a much more environmentally significant question than paper or plastic is: Do you absolutely have to drive? Put another way: Bike, walk, or bus?

p.s. Another reason why paper or plastic is the wrong question–your own re-usable cloth bag is a better answer.

Here’s the scenario: I was exiting to the right out of our campground, and I needed to get immediately into the left turn lane to go into P-town. I waited on the shoulder for the passing cars, and pulled out when there was an appropriate distance between me and the next car, but apparently, this particular man felt that I should have waited for him individually before deigning to proceed onto the highway.

His comment to me was meant not as a compliment, but as a way to remind me of his dominance, both as a man and as a car-driver. He was communicating to me that in his view, my right to take up space was contingent upon not being in HIS way.

I had a similar experience biking to work on a recent Saturday. I was biking on a nearly vacant Clinton Avenue, heading north towards Main St., when a man driving a truck flew by me, honking, again as though to communicate that I didn’t belong on the roads.

However, I would be remiss if I suggested that only male drivers are capable of such aggression towards cyclists. A car nearly clipped me the other day, because the driver felt she had to get as close to me as possible so that she could be on her way without a nanosecond of delay.

All this has caused me to reflect on the amount of aggression people have as they go about their daily commuting and errands. All you have to do is watch an SUV commercial to get a sense of the connection between aggression and driving,–the bigger the car, the more of a bully, it seems to me.

Of course, there are aggressive cyclists as well, but for the most part, the only people they risk injuring are themselves. Not so with drivers. And what’s ironic to me is that cycling is such a huge stress reliever (except for the aforementioned incidents). Spending time in the natural world is a proven stress-reliever, as is moving your body a farther distance than your house to your garage to your workplace parking lot to your desk (and back again). Perhaps if those drivers would spend more time outside, take a walk, hike, or bike ride, they would have less aggression to direct at us cyclists!

p.s. for a more scenic and less cynical perspective on my cycling in Cape Cod, see my blog.

Several recent posts in the bike-o-sphere (#1, #2) argue that bicycling is an extremely safe form of transportation, backed by facts such as recent data indicating that bike-car accidents account for only 2% of traffic accidents.

I can‘t argue with the data. But safety is first and foremost an emotional issue. Intense emotions like fear don’t respond to facts. Just think back to the days after 9/11 when fear drove our political decisions. We ignored these facts (among others): Osama bin Laden not connected to Iraq. No evidence of weapons of mass destruction. Why? Because “we can’t let the terrorists take away our way of life … homeland security, etc., etc.” Stay with me … that’s the end of my anti-war rant. But the point is … fear is a powerful emotion and it takes an equally powerful counterforce to deal with it.

Back to the relatively more solvable issue of bike safety. Everything in life brings an element of risk, and to deny that is counter-productive. In fact, bring up the issue of safety with any seasoned cyclist, and they’ll tell you any number of near misses they’ve had, while simultaneously touting the safety of cycling. (For an example of this, go to Ken Kifer’s page here. His accounts of the many crashes he’s narrowly missed are enough to make a novice question if cycling is really worth it.)

Yet we … those of us reading RocBike.com … continue cycling. Why? Because of the experience of cycling itself. Experience is far more persuasive than raw data any day.
When I was twelve years old, my family moved to a new town, and I had my first experience of cycling, exploring the town on my bike, helmet- and care-free. Since then, experience has led me to be more careful and always helmeted.

First, I knew a guy in college who missed an entire year while recuperating from a cycling accident. He was without brain trauma only because he had been wearing a helmet. Then, another college friend was killed while bicycling, hit by an eighteen-wheeler in her small Ohio hometown, who didn’t see her as he turned right.

Finally, my ten-year-old daughter was clipped by a hit-and-run driver, a half-block from home. (The police found the sixteen-year old driver a few blocks away, unlicensed and driving an uninsured and unregistered car.) I was biking with her at the time, and told her that it was safe to turn left. I didn’t see the driver, probably due to a combination of a jog in the road and the speed at which she was traveling. It was literally as though she came out of nowhere. My daughter was thrown off the bike. She was wearing a helmet, and after a few hours in the emergency room and a couple of days of R and R, she was fine.

I, on the other hand, was not. While I know intellectually that life, including cycling, is inherently full of dangers, the risk of cycling just didn‘t seem worth it after that. I used to get panicky just approaching the intersection of the accident.

Obviously, I did finally get back out on my bike, propelled solely by the memory of how much fun it was. I started by going out on trails, then eventually on roads on slow traffic days, then finally to fairly normal urban biking habits. I now commute to work and on errands whenever possible and ride recreationally on a regular basis.

In the end, you could give me statistics out the wazoo about bike safety, but the only thing that really made a difference was getting some positive cycling experiences to overshadow the one surreal and terrifying memory of my daughter on the pavement.

So, if you want to convince someone, say — just for the sake of argument — a mother, that cycling is safe, don’t tell her that only 662 people die in cycling accidents each year. She knows that those 662 people each had mothers, and the fact that they accounted for only 2% of traffic accidents is of absolutely no consolation.

No, just make it easy for mom to get out on her bike. Start before she’s a mom by providing lots of opportunities for bicycling and bike safety education in public schools. Make wearing a helmet when biking as natural as wearing a winter coat when it’s cold out. After she’s grown up, make sure there’s a bike path nearby, so she can take her bike somewhere she feels safe and remember the girlhood freedom her bike brought her. Provide a public education campaign for motor vehicle drivers about co-existing safely with bike traffic, so she knows there’s not only education but also social support for bicycling. Put bike lanes in, so that when she takes to the road, she feels as safe as possible.

Whatever you do, don’t minimize her fears. She’ll only think you couldn’t possibly understand and dig her heels in even more.

Of course, not all mothers would have developed the same level of fear as me. And certainly the fear of losing a beloved child or family member is by no means the sole terrain of mothers.

I can only speak to what I know. I know that the health and safety of my children are gut-wrenchingly important to me. And I know that cycling benefits the environment and my health. All I needed was a reminder that cycling is fun, that it makes me feel connected to the natural world and to my neighborhood, and that it’s a great way to begin and end my day. Those are things we can all share in.

If you want to be an advocate for bicycling, my recommendation is this — leave the data for the pundits. Get on your bike, and take someone cycling with you. The rest of it will follow.