I rode my bike to and from work twice this week. But I must confess, it’s wasn’t my choice…at first.
My car broke down on Tuesday, so on Wednesday and Thursday, I decided to ride my bike to work instead. Yes, I could have gotten a ride from my husband being we work at the same place. And yes, my son graciously offered to get up and drive me to work…at 6:30 a.m., no less. (What a sweetheart.) But I thought, “Why?” when I have a perfectly good bike in the garage and it is less than five miles to my work. Plus, what a great way to get in a little extra exercise.
Yesterday, I even walked to do one of my interviews. (For those who don’t know, I am a reporter for the newspaper in Alexandria.) When I got to the interview, the guy I was going to be talking to was standing outside and when he realized I walked, he said, “Why didn’t you tell me, I could have came and picked you up?” It was about seven blocks. So, really, don’t think I needed a ride. Even when we were done with the interview he said, “I can give you a ride back.” Really? It’s seven blocks. I thanked him for the offer and then headed out the door and down the street. (Good thing I wore my tennis shoes when I rode in that morning because the heels my husband brought to work for me wouldn’t have been that comfortable to walk in…they are definitely not walking shoes!)
When I got back to work, my husband, who kept offering for me to use his car because he didn’t think I should be riding bike to work or apparently walking to my interviews, said this:
“If people saw you, I bet you got some tails waggin’ because people probably thought you got a DWI or something and lost you license. That’s why you’ve been biking and walking.”
My thought was: I bet if people see me they are probably thinking, “Wow! She’s really taking this fitness thing serious. Now she’s biking to work and walking around town. How cool is that?”
Two different people. Two different perspectives.
I have to say, honestly, I kind of liked biking to work. I really did. And if I know I don’t have any out-of-town interviews, I might do it some more. The early morning rides were…Beautiful. Brisk. Serene. Quiet. Lovely. The evening bike rides were…not so much. I would say they were busy, maybe a little dangerous, but still fun.
So, until the snow flies, if you are in the Alexandria area and happen to see a professionally dressed woman wearing tennis shoes riding her bike to and from work, it’s probably me. Honk and wave when you go by, I’ll give you a wave and a smile back.
But just remember, it was MY choice to ride bike. Not the choice of authorities because I got a DWI!!!!