I am trying to figure out how to participate in Bike to Work and School Week taking place in Williams Lake from May 25-31.
The fact I need a car at work, just in case, throws a bit of a curve.
Perhaps I will have to settle for bike after work week and tell myself that’s good enough.
We moved in October so my bike ride to work is 10 kilometres now instead of 4.5 km, which is great.
When my husband started biking to work this week he realized he had to leave earlier than he did from the old house.
Up until my son broke his collar bone mountain biking last weekend in Whistler, he was eager to start biking to work.
His one-way ride is 17 km so I was excited for him to sign up for the bike to work week challenge.
Guess he’ll have to wait until next year to participate, although as soon as he is healed he’ll be back on his bike(s) in no time.
I love biking but am not much of a risk taker.
That might be due to my fear of getting injured and left unable to do anything physical or because as a kid I was fearless.
Proof of that is the fact I’ve got two chipped front teeth as a result of my childhood antics on bikes.
In the spring, summer and fall, I spent hours and hours riding my bike.
At around the age of 11 I attempted to master a few tricks on my bike.
Once when I was putting my feet on the front handle bars, after teaching myself how to ride with my hands free, I suddenly lost my balance and crashed chipping the right front tooth.
In the second mishap, my foot got caught in the spoke and again I went down.
Looking back I think it was probably a good thing mountain biking wasn’t big in my day. Who knows what I would have ventured to do?
All I know now is that I love riding a bike because it gets me outside, makes me feel strong, and lets me spy things I don’t see from the car.
For those who are taking up the challenge next week, enjoy.
Monica Lamb-Yorski is a staff writer with the Tribune/Weekend Advisor.